Mindfuck

AAAARRGHHHHH!

I want to hurl things around with all my strength. I want to break everything in my room. I want to get drunk and wash away my pain. I want to tear my heart out, to stop feeling the way I'm feeling.

I'm pretty sure I have split personality disorder or something. Read my post from this morning and read this. I have an evil mind.

Fuck it. 

Missed Conversations

I don't have many friends. You know, many real friends.

Has it ever happened to you that you have made acquaintance with someone. Maybe met them at school or at work, but never really knew them? And then after years you talk to them, like really talk to them, and discover that they're actually quite interesting? It's a good experience.

It's just like in the hustle and bustle of daily life you actually don't know yourself very well, I guess it's the same with other people. Day-to-day relationships are only skin deep and you don't really connect with other people, don't really know them. People don't just open up to each other because they're a part of each other's daily lives.

It feels good to actually know someone.

Being Human

Why does a person give someone so much power over himself that his happiness, his actions, and even his sanity can be controlled by that someone? What does he do when he is hurting, and when the someone knows that he is hurting but chooses to do nothing about it? What does he do when he knows that letting go will only hurt more?

I guess this is what is called being human.