Okay, so maybe I'm staying up later than I should. And any of you who actually come here, who actually care? I'm ok. It's over. I'm not crazed, insane, grieving, sorrowful. I promise. Well. At least for now that is. It's sunday. I was out with people on Friday. People who were not my friends. But it was fun. It was better than going out by myself, like on Thursday. Sure, you feel like you don't have to talk to anyone, really independent. But when you think things, and see them... there's no one to point them out to, but yourself.
Lonely people are pathetic, but it's one of the greatest ironies of the world that lonely people keep themselves lonely. They think that it's someone else's fault that they're lonely and never their own. Therein, their loneliness becomes self imposed when they are unwilling to reach out....
Why do I escape loneliness by being alone in big crowds?
Why is it that people who are lonely want other people to leave them alone?
So many questions, so much time to answer, but no will to. I want someone else to answer them for me. If you feel lonely, find someone to answer these questions for you. That's part of the cure. Part of the healing. Never, never believe that others should and will sense your loneliness and make the first move. It doesn't always happen.
Go out and bother someone now, you hear!
:: nimezs @ 3:07 am [+] ::
