I can't remember a time when I've had so many people around me. I can't remember a time when I've felt more alone.
Potential. It's a loaded word.
You bring out the worst in me and you know it. It is your weapon against me, and I let you use it.
If I was who I wanted to be, maybe this wouldn't be so hard.
In real life, there are no answers. Only imaginary solutions to imaginary questions.
Sometimes I get overwhelmed by my smallness and naivety. This life is too big and people are too egocentric to know how insignificant they are. Or maybe that thought is too scary to admit.
Thursday, May 18, 2006
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To the world, we are tiny, and to ourselves, we are huge, and we have to find some way to balance this distance that is practically immeasurable.
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