step into my insanity...
DISCLAIMER:: Do not read if you have eleven toes. Serious side effects may include: raging and trolling.
I say never be complete. I say stop being perfect.
Everyone needs to stop breaking everything down into their ugliest parts and explaining things.
don’t see things for each microscopic atom that makes itself into something so much larger.
Whoever made them, made them impossible to see, so obviously they aren't meant to be. try to go places that you’ve never been allowed to, to see things that no one else ever has.
Fact is, we will die. But the goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.
something like a landmark, a piece of art, or even just a memory, as long as you get credit.
society is making an ideal picture that i don’t want to be apart of.-Crystal Bassous
Friendship
Sunday, January 25, 2009
So a little while ago, I was shown that I trust too easily, and way to fast. At the beginning of high school, I made some new friends and became close with this one girl...let's just call her Amy. Anyways me and Amy became really close, told each other secrets and really began to bond and all that jazz. But from the very beginning I was a little iffy with Amy, she would always get caught telling the littlest lie, like if she blew off plans or something was wrong, she would start to tell a lie and I would catch her but then she would come out with the truth.
I never understood why she did this, maybe it was just habit, maybe something as going on at home that I was unaware of, but still, it was unnecessary.
Well, last month or so ago, Amy started piling on the lies. Telling me she had had sex with her boyfriend back in her home town. She also told me that a boy she went on a date with, got hit by a car and died right there in front of her.
And yes, I am a sympathetic person, and there are so many more lies that she told, but I am just trying to show how she buried herself.
For one thing, if you saw a guy die right before your eyes, you would not be on MSN or whatever, telling people about it, you would be devastated, I do not know one person whose first thought would be to go on the computer. Given that everyone deals with grief in different ways, but that is not one really. Wouldn't it make sense to stick around at the scene and answer a few questions? Yeah, I caught her there. Then she comes and tells me that it was all a lie and that she made up the date to get back at some other girl I do not like, because this girl supposedly "got" with Amy's crush or whatever.
Oh and if you haven't already guessed, the sex thing was a lie.
I do not see why people feel the need to make up these things to get attention. Amy is pretty, and a generally nice person, for her to do that shocks me. But it also is a blow to the face because I can see now that I had always had doubts, but I wanted to prove myself wrong. I wanted to prove that even though I was iffy, well, everybody lies about anything right? And sometimes you can never tell because some people are just so good at it. But it saddens me that I put faith and trust and time into her, tried to see why her actions were wrong and then in the end she still could not see what she had done, was wrong. It's frustrating, and I find it was a waste of time and energy trying to change someone who didn't want to hear the truth.
I guess you can't make someone want to change,
Z.
