I had a dream last night that I went to some place and I was offered a choice of 3 pills. One made you beautiful for life, one did nothing at all, and one made you hideously unattractive for life but you didn’t know which was which. You could also walk away and never know what would have happened but you would always wonder.
I woke up thinking “that was so deep not even Adele would roll there.”
Like what would you do faced with that situation?
And what the fuck does it mean?
but there are times where I feel really alone.
I wish when I was at secondary school I just made friends with one friend group instead of flitting around.
I had this fear of being dependant on one friend group and I didn’t want that but now I have realised I don’t exactly want what I have now.
which is lots of people who know me, but there is hardly anybody who I am really really close to.
On Facebook I have 1,214 friends, but I can sincerely tell you i’m not close to at least 1,210 of them.
I don’t want 1,214 close friends, thats not what I mean.
What I mean is
I wish I had one reasonably sized friend group, with people who all cared a lot for each other, where you would see them and do different things with all of them, ones who you share everything with.
It was about this family who were trying to save as much of their daughter as they could, in hope that she wouldn’t be totally taken over by the illness, it was touching but I couldn’t help but think about my nan.
It kills me to think that she was totally alone when she developed schizophrenia, and nobody really understood it…nobody tried to save her. They just gave her the electric shock. the illness took over and I will never know who my nan was before she was schizophrenic, all I have to go by is stories.
Why do certain people have to be bitchy, if you’re unhappy with your life do something about it,people like you are just killing the vibe.
People just Piss me off (for reasons of course) but normally I don’t really care.
But I hate it when people run/walk into me and I have a hot drink in my hand
I hate it when people come over and shut my window on public transport and then go and sit at the other end of the train/bus
And I really hate it when people who shit stir try to make out that they are the peace maker…fuck off, if it wasn’t for you there would be no argument.