i dont know what to believe in. what is right? what's right by me may be wrong by you. who is correct in their assumptions? the majority? the fault with democracy. the obscure views are left to the wayside and forgotten. assimilation to the broadened categories kills something inside of us. a spark of hope, maybe. a belief that we can be different without punishment. we succumb to the one in control because if we dont we become frustrated and broken. so the choice is yours. live by what you believe in, knowing that perhaps there will be some level of opposition, or hop on the bandwaggon. i dont believe we need to fight for our beliefs. our beliefs are our own and no one else's. if only people understood that. there would be no war over religion. thats why religion bothers me. people always seem to believe that they are superior to everyone else. maybe i do believe in liberalism. equal rights and all that. we are all born good, as well, but that's not saying much because everyone believes themselves to be good. what's good by me may be bad by you. and thats the word.
i don't know what it is but i cant stand you anymore. maybe because I've been with you for 6 weeks straight. then i got two weeks of freedom, glorious freedom, and it's hard to come back to living in this house, with you, with whom i now associate all the wonderful memories of arguments that you could never bare to lose, the days spent waiting at each corner for you as you lagged behind inconsiderately taking pictures.
my friend told me last night, in alcohol fuelled praise, that you were real. that she had incredible respect for you. and i just couldn't agree. you're real only in the sense that you let us know exactly what is on your mind without bothering if it upsets us. but you don't take the time to listen to me, to consider my opinions, because everything anyone else thinks is completely illogical and a waste of time. you can't grasp that you're views aren't one size fits all. they don't work for everyone; especially not me. You can't...
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