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What sound does a mastodon make?
I'm emo when I please.
It's just that things need to settle. There are way too many ups and downs - a crash happens then I have to be pulled back on my feet by random events or someone else. I just need to step back for a bit; I need more self-reliance.
I was talking with someone though yesterday and something about just telling them what I think I'm doing wrong was nice. Basically, I like to complain about people complaining, I like to overthink things, I like to revisit drama and get every last ounce of analysis out of it, and I tend not to be as conscious about other people's jealousy either, even though I often have a lot of my own. And plus, I just take way too much stock in what people say. I hate that.
But now that I really think about it - how bad are all those things really? Maybe they're just normal and I overemphasize them, I don't really know.
I'll just leave you with a metaphor, something I always like. This is me. Take it as you wish.
You're sitting in your truck, just stuck in some wet ground. You've been spinning the tires for the last ten minutes and nothing. A person drove by and you just looked at them kind of funny and did that small little wave. Their car looked kinda sketchy anyways.
You thought you saw someone else walking by out of the corner of your eye when you had your head sitting on the wheel just a few minutes ago but you just dismiss it - they couldn't have helped anyway right? You wonder if you should bother to get out and push, but then you just consider where you're at now - you can just sit back and crank the tunes. It'll be nice, but only until the gas runs out. Maybe you should just walk home. Your feet will hurt for a while, but in the morning everything will be better...or at least you can hope so.
I was talking with someone though yesterday and something about just telling them what I think I'm doing wrong was nice. Basically, I like to complain about people complaining, I like to overthink things, I like to revisit drama and get every last ounce of analysis out of it, and I tend not to be as conscious about other people's jealousy either, even though I often have a lot of my own. And plus, I just take way too much stock in what people say. I hate that.
But now that I really think about it - how bad are all those things really? Maybe they're just normal and I overemphasize them, I don't really know.
I'll just leave you with a metaphor, something I always like. This is me. Take it as you wish.
You're sitting in your truck, just stuck in some wet ground. You've been spinning the tires for the last ten minutes and nothing. A person drove by and you just looked at them kind of funny and did that small little wave. Their car looked kinda sketchy anyways.
You thought you saw someone else walking by out of the corner of your eye when you had your head sitting on the wheel just a few minutes ago but you just dismiss it - they couldn't have helped anyway right? You wonder if you should bother to get out and push, but then you just consider where you're at now - you can just sit back and crank the tunes. It'll be nice, but only until the gas runs out. Maybe you should just walk home. Your feet will hurt for a while, but in the morning everything will be better...or at least you can hope so.
No ideals - Oh, the things you could say
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