As I sit here in my bed I begin to think it has been a while since I actually sat down and done something like this. And when I mean this I am talking about sitting down and actually writing down things that run through my mind current and past events. Deep down inside I do not understand my character at all
One moment I am perfectly fine on a subject and then I am totally different on thoughts. This I think you can just call human nature but how can you really humanize a feeling if no one else shares your feelings.
I’m so sick and tired of people trying to tell me how to act and they understand. Yeah you may understand the situation but you can’t possibly understand my views and my conscious when I’m not sure of them myself.
Sometime I feel like the sickest individual and my sanity is perfectly normal in my sight, because what is perfectly normal anyway. Until someone can actually sit down with this definition of normal beings which I believe doesn’t exists. because we are all different and who is someone else to come and judge another person on their characteristics and define them as normal or abnormal maybe these people do exists but I can tell one place there’s no such race and that place is what the call home the third rock from the sun earth whatever floats your boat.this thing is really crazy that im actually writing this