Dry bones

11/15/11

I’ve given up on people a long time ago, and going out only seems to be a reminder of why I have gotten so accustomed to being alone. Most people are too full of themselves, shitty, heartless, and too damn ignorant for me. I hope that doesn’t make me sound egotistic because I’m not trying to be. There is a long and lonely road ahead of me, but I’m at peace with that. Still, I don’t know if that will help retain my sanity because too much introspection equals to too much consciousness (if that makes sense), which then will lead to disappointment, anxiety, and unnecessary grief. But I’m willing to take the risks and take a long long break from everyone. I know this won’t help the healing process, but I don’t really give a shit even though I really should. I thought my heart was growing fonder of people, but I’ve been proven wrong once again. And once again, I’ve been forsaken, and once again, I am alone.