Should life be beautiful? I mean there's the myth of life being sweet and nice and everyone being who they want to be but no one actually lives that way. And when you try to, others laugh and bully you down. "Live beautifully! Are you fucking crazy. Get to work and sell your soul already." It's what it feels like for christ sake.
But only those who have challenged life and really tried for what they wanted have ended up happy, ended with a beautiful life. Sometimes that beauty is hard, sometimes it hurts, but I would rather live as I am than a life that is set forth for me. In that sense, how much of my actions are my own and to what degree am I just following out the psychology sets society has worked into my system.
Too much psychology, too much philosophy, too much reading. I worry sometimes that at the end of this all I'm going to be so weird and so unable to understand normal people. But...in trying to really be yourself, you have to accept that you are seperate and possibly very far from society's lines. Babbling again.
But only those who have challenged life and really tried for what they wanted have ended up happy, ended with a beautiful life. Sometimes that beauty is hard, sometimes it hurts, but I would rather live as I am than a life that is set forth for me. In that sense, how much of my actions are my own and to what degree am I just following out the psychology sets society has worked into my system.
Too much psychology, too much philosophy, too much reading. I worry sometimes that at the end of this all I'm going to be so weird and so unable to understand normal people. But...in trying to really be yourself, you have to accept that you are seperate and possibly very far from society's lines. Babbling again.