01-16-2013, 11:40 PM
I hate math. I like the four Gospels. I don't like Churches; but I like walking around in churchyards.
One thing about problems that make you feel strange: talking about them only makes ignorant people think you're more strange; while reasonable people will think it's strange that you think you're strange.--But then again, most things go over people's heads quick. You'd think with all the modern day communication that people would be used to the fact that people are different all over. But it's just something they cling too: that they are normal and anyone different is weird. And though almost every young person that opens their mouth says that they themselves are weird and openminded, that's along the lines of all those punk rockers out there today rebelling against society by conforming to consumer society's trendsetters (though most of them aren't even aware that punk rock ever had anything to do with rebellion [and most of it didn't]). I don't know how many times I've been reported for being drunk in public by young guys with green hair, or mohawks, or anarchy patches on their trousers.
Sometimes it's just too hard to conform to all that stuff. Girls like it, or pretend to; so that they won't have to deal any more than they have to with that nagging insecurity that dictates most everything they say and do.
But the moment you find a woman that you don't have to dress like an asshole and talk like a clone to get her to like you: it'll be worth it. Sometimes they're hard to find. And sometimes they'll try to do it, and then find that they can't handle it and abandon you. But there are some women that look and carry themselves like fashion models that are batshit crazy, and will fall in love with even you or me.
I fall apart all the time. I wreck stuff left and right. And talk and talk nonsense until it makes sense and sounds good enough for people to believe it. That's all human life is: nonsense made bona fide.
You talk like you're still in high school. I wish I had somebody telling me things like people are telling you on this thread when I was that age. I had no encouragement; I'm in VA too, at the very bottom of it. And my family, even my so-called friends just said I was crazy and ditched me. And left me in hospitals with schizophrenic people and people that talked to themselves all day and night and pissed on you mistaking you for a toilet. Or had me doped up and stored out of sight for years.
When you're young, the people older than you are just as idiotic as your peers will be when you're older. And there are people far uglier and crazier and weirder that are swimming in beautiful women.
And a smart, lovely woman that will get all your jokes and despise all the idiots you despise: she exists. You just have to accept the challenge of finding her. Start up an adventure.
One thing about problems that make you feel strange: talking about them only makes ignorant people think you're more strange; while reasonable people will think it's strange that you think you're strange.--But then again, most things go over people's heads quick. You'd think with all the modern day communication that people would be used to the fact that people are different all over. But it's just something they cling too: that they are normal and anyone different is weird. And though almost every young person that opens their mouth says that they themselves are weird and openminded, that's along the lines of all those punk rockers out there today rebelling against society by conforming to consumer society's trendsetters (though most of them aren't even aware that punk rock ever had anything to do with rebellion [and most of it didn't]). I don't know how many times I've been reported for being drunk in public by young guys with green hair, or mohawks, or anarchy patches on their trousers.
Sometimes it's just too hard to conform to all that stuff. Girls like it, or pretend to; so that they won't have to deal any more than they have to with that nagging insecurity that dictates most everything they say and do.
But the moment you find a woman that you don't have to dress like an asshole and talk like a clone to get her to like you: it'll be worth it. Sometimes they're hard to find. And sometimes they'll try to do it, and then find that they can't handle it and abandon you. But there are some women that look and carry themselves like fashion models that are batshit crazy, and will fall in love with even you or me.
I fall apart all the time. I wreck stuff left and right. And talk and talk nonsense until it makes sense and sounds good enough for people to believe it. That's all human life is: nonsense made bona fide.
You talk like you're still in high school. I wish I had somebody telling me things like people are telling you on this thread when I was that age. I had no encouragement; I'm in VA too, at the very bottom of it. And my family, even my so-called friends just said I was crazy and ditched me. And left me in hospitals with schizophrenic people and people that talked to themselves all day and night and pissed on you mistaking you for a toilet. Or had me doped up and stored out of sight for years.
When you're young, the people older than you are just as idiotic as your peers will be when you're older. And there are people far uglier and crazier and weirder that are swimming in beautiful women.
And a smart, lovely woman that will get all your jokes and despise all the idiots you despise: she exists. You just have to accept the challenge of finding her. Start up an adventure.