|
|
|
myOtaku.com: Keiko Inchihara
|
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
Depression sucks ass....
Quote of the Day: I 'Think' Therefore I'm single.
Well, the concert went terrific! Sorry I haven't blogged in such a long time tho... Now is the end of the year, and I am a graduate... I leave most of my friends tomorrow, I doubt we'll meet up often, after all long distance relationships are screwed up, for instance, if you had a close friend and then you talk to them maybe a few months later... And they've met someone new and have forgotten about you. Been there, done that. it's all screwed up, or maybe it's only because I can't maintain a stable relationship... because if I can't then i'm sorry, I don't know what to do, and i'm being frank. One of my friends is moving to Calgary, and most are just attending different highschools; sometimes things are just so f**ked up. Pardon my language, but then again I don't care, do I?
It's at times like these I relfect upon myself, and if left alone too long, I often discover more things about me I want to change. Of course I'll never admit it openly (and this doesn't count), but I DO also have feelings too, and some people don't take that into consideration after getting to know me. In a way i'm sad to leave Carlyle, but in a way, i'm happy, and i'm relieved. That is solely because I want to get away from the mockery, and the things that I have to tolerate every single day. Maybe someone will twist my words around and use them against me, but I write now in total honesty. And NO ONE can tell me what I feel and do not feel, because if you don't live my screwin' life then obviously, you DON'T know how the hell I feel! It's actually funny, sometimes I think some people forget i'm human too, and i need to be cared for.
Everything they say are like silent pleas to me, come rest by my side and I shall comfort you. Tell me your secrets and confide in me, and I promise I shall never forsake you... what lies. Let me tell you one thing, anyone and everyone can hurt you. Your best friend one moment and then your worst enemy the next. Frankly I don't quite understand this myself, but it's as if you are lost from within, pursuing the end, but you'll never see it, because it's not meant to be there for you.
You can walk down the street, wearing top designer clothes, or walk wearing rags. But in the end we are all the same. Don't you think so? We are all humans... Nothing is ever really forgotten. People suppress memories mentally because it was either too painfula nd horrific to remember, or they just don't want to remember it any longer. Like your childhood, or maybe your third grade year? But there are also some memories which you keep throughout your life. Humiliating ones, that scar your mind, and tear you apart day by day. I don't know who reads these, but I'm thankful if anyone does. Someone listens.
Comments
(4)
« Home |
|
