Fine, keep doing it. I don't care. It just bothers me, but it shouldn't. However, it bothers me less when I realize- it doesn't have to bother me. I can separate myself. I have no obligation, therefore, it won't bother me. My social cup can be filled with people, and that's fine, I guess. I'll just spend most of my time arguing anyway. I need to stop fucking procrastinating. I haven't as much lately, but I am worried I will and just spiral down.
Sometimes this feels like hypocrisy. Why are people such hypocrites? Is it because there are emotions involved, and people feels that makes it justified? It's not fair. But like I said, I don't have to care. I can erase my caring. In fact, I think my caring is disappearing now. I think I will rationalize some more. I hate caring. Once I let myself go and care, it doesn't make me feel too good. Because the point I start truly caring is also the point that people seem to get more irritating.
And YOU- now you want to talk? Pfft. I don't even know what to make of you. You don't even know what to make of me. We mentioned it to each other. I would love to talk to you, but I don't want to contact you. It'll appear that I care. I came to a closing several weeks ago. And now, you talk to me, and it makes me go all over again. My impulses tell me to rekindle, but my mind tells me that is more trouble than it's worth, and I think we all know how that will end.
I am going to play Assassin's Creed.
Excuse me, but does this smell like chloroform to you?
Always reserve the right to become smarter at a future point in time, for only a fool limits themselves to all they knew in the past. -Alex
why is it that the more thought I put into a post, the less of a chance there is that anyone will try and argue with it or even comment on it... is it just that I'm EXPECTED to say dumb or snarky things?
“Oh, we're always alright. You remember that. We happen to other people.” -Terry Pratchett