the prodigal daughter returns
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm...............
how shall I begin? Honestly? Can someone tell me? How do you make up for one whole month of silence? Do you yawp about how life has dealt you a weird hand, and how much everything in your life made absolutely no sense? Do you simply dismiss it as one of the demerits of modern society and living? Do you take responsiblity for the many people you let down or do you simply make jokes that have neither meaning nor purpose and ignore the facts of your actions?
Truthfully? I cant tell either. I don't know what's right and wrong any more? I don't have a clear definition of what I can and can not do and recently I find myself opposing the very principles that I once held so dear! Is this what growing up is all about? Feigning competence and integrity at the brim while masking eroding values and untold treachery?
I am reminded at this point that this is the literature of Tinu's silent words. It represents the embodiment of who I really am under the skin. It was my sanctuary, the place I hallow...Well not completely anymore, being that half of my friends visit this page and no offense, I love y'all but there are things about me that you really dont wanna know.
I wonder what makes relationships tick? It certainly isnt the chemistry 'cause at some point every year (maybe more for most) , you'll get that insatiable appetite for forbidden pleasures and that delectable hot chocolate you know you shouldnt be having... It certainly isnt the wonderful role model our parents were...at least not mine. I guess they loved each other in ways that I can never understand. Then what is it? Why do I want to be with this person? Or why am I still with this person?
I see myself spiralling in this quest to understand the motives for my actions because I believe that is the only way to know the real me.
I think the real answer is that I'll never know. I'll never know why I am a guy inside sometimes. I'll never know why I have no political aspirations and dream of ending child hunger. I'll probably never know why the world is round instead of flat like it appears. I will never understand why I am me
BUT DO I LOVE THE FACT THAT I AM!!!!
how shall I begin? Honestly? Can someone tell me? How do you make up for one whole month of silence? Do you yawp about how life has dealt you a weird hand, and how much everything in your life made absolutely no sense? Do you simply dismiss it as one of the demerits of modern society and living? Do you take responsiblity for the many people you let down or do you simply make jokes that have neither meaning nor purpose and ignore the facts of your actions?
Truthfully? I cant tell either. I don't know what's right and wrong any more? I don't have a clear definition of what I can and can not do and recently I find myself opposing the very principles that I once held so dear! Is this what growing up is all about? Feigning competence and integrity at the brim while masking eroding values and untold treachery?
I am reminded at this point that this is the literature of Tinu's silent words. It represents the embodiment of who I really am under the skin. It was my sanctuary, the place I hallow...Well not completely anymore, being that half of my friends visit this page and no offense, I love y'all but there are things about me that you really dont wanna know.
I wonder what makes relationships tick? It certainly isnt the chemistry 'cause at some point every year (maybe more for most) , you'll get that insatiable appetite for forbidden pleasures and that delectable hot chocolate you know you shouldnt be having... It certainly isnt the wonderful role model our parents were...at least not mine. I guess they loved each other in ways that I can never understand. Then what is it? Why do I want to be with this person? Or why am I still with this person?
I see myself spiralling in this quest to understand the motives for my actions because I believe that is the only way to know the real me.
I think the real answer is that I'll never know. I'll never know why I am a guy inside sometimes. I'll never know why I have no political aspirations and dream of ending child hunger. I'll probably never know why the world is round instead of flat like it appears. I will never understand why I am me
BUT DO I LOVE THE FACT THAT I AM!!!!
posted by Teva | 12:12 AM
2 Comments:
it doesn't matter why u r who u r, it only matters that u r...
but we all thnk about these things sometimes, eh
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