So before I begin this little entry, I would like to say that I don’t believe, contrary to what most many people believe, that “hate” is a strong word. Nope, I don’t think so. Maybe it’s because I use it pretty much every day in my life. I think despise is a strong word, I think detest is a strong word, but not hate. Hate is only a strong word for the people with limited vocabulary. So there. And on with the entry…

I’ve been thinking.. and I absolutely hate when people tell me “No one really understands me… no one knows the real me… blah blah blah, i feel like the real me is locked up in my heart.. blah blah blah.. some bullshit about someone with the right key”

I completely understand the feeling, because I feel that way too on occasion, but I mean, look around. You’ve been around for no more than 20 years, five of which was spent figuring out basic speech, and other little neccessities in life, another couple was spent in oblivious ignorance, and then you hit your teens, and hormones raged.. and on and on..

I feel like I’m just rambling on here.. but basically what I’m trying to say is that..

Don’t complain about people not knowing the “real you” when most likely you’re still (as cliche) “discovering” yourself.

And now that I’m done, I still feel like I haven’t really said anything.