Ramblings of an Unrevealed Mind

I feel you should never be afraid to speak your mind, express yourself. In the end, if there is fear present of someone disagreeing; accept the fact that there will always be someone who will dislike you for what you have to say, and in the end it doesn’t matter. Opinions are opinions, and there is no superior opinion. It is a thought, a thought that was meant to be shared, by the likes of others, and by the dislike of the rest.   

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(I’d like to thank an awesome follower that gave me that idea;
you know who you are! :P)

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I REALLY understand girls when they say they can’t trust any guy
the same, or find it hard to due to some asshole or whatnot.
I really do.

I have had a girl be my best friend and tell me all this bullshit
about how she would cry if she lost me as a friend (in which I
mentioned it once and she teared up. Like, wtf. lol.) , and
how she always counted the days of the friendship (I thought
it was just ridiculous, but i dealt), simple things like that,
only to one day just leave with no warning sign.

I’m not going to lie, I don’t care the slightest of her leaving.
By all means, anyone that wants to walk out of my life; the
door is always open. I have a firm grasp of the concept:
people come and go. But you know what? The words of the
insincere tongue pisses me off. I don’t like being fed bullshit.
I have no tolerance when it comes to being lied to, and even
though she never came close to being really meaningful to me,
I still find it uneasy to think about all those words she said. 
How can a person live like that? How can one tell another how
meaningful you are to them and then disappear in the first thing
one gets mad at? Haha, some people are so ridiculous. 
I don’t like taking things out of proportions but I find it hard
to take words seriously. I usually have, but words of such 
magnitude are just not meant to be thrown meaninglessly.  
Despite how the situation may not be the same, I still
completely understand people who have trust issues and whatnot.  

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It just stops at a certain age and stays like that until further notice.

The funny thing about this is I am the complete opposite.
I’m afraid my mind is never going to stop growing. 
I don’t like seeing stupidity in others more frequent as the
years keep passing by. 

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I really don’t like work anymore. That job is definitely not
for me. I cannot see myself working there any longer.
I don’t like hoping for good working hours due to a
machine that randomizes the hours every Thursday.
Fuck that, I like surprises but this is too much.
It somewhat hurts my pride, working there.
Lol, I know not why. 
Job Search time!

Without the gloom mindset of an emotional wreck, I feel
like my life is lacking. Again. It’s a feeling that has
walked into my doorstep and allowed itself in my body
for quite sometimes, always leaving and always returning,
never leaving for good. I always know why too. ‘tis feeling
usually happens when I am too self aware of how my life
is going. You see, I like keeping my self awareness occupied
by productivity, and only when I allow myself to get bored
often I will notice how boring my life really is. Of course, I
never make any effort to change it.
It is pretty hard to change when one has so little to work with.
I already kissed my social life goodbye the minute I took that
job that is eating at me already. I swear my ridiculous dreams,
which lack all the sense in the world, are more entertaining
than my life. Hence, Dreams > Reality. (For now)
That has sadly always been the case. 

I realized, sometimes I get these surreal and vivid
day dreams that feel like past realities. My mind is such
a romantic. It likes to think of precious moments that has
never happened and how great it would be to be in that
circumstance at that very second. Then, of course, 
I realize I am just smiling like an idiot from a pseudo-memory
that has never happened. I wonder why I think about this
rubbish when it’s hard enough for me to fall for a girl. It
is sort of Ironic, actually.
Cheers to my life for being so contradicting and ironic.
Maybe someday things will pick up.
Pfft. Or not. I have been saying that for years. 

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It’s a good kind of pain. ;)

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