spy-der trust.

forcing someone to sacrifice their privacy, never even asking for consent, just relying on your quick mind usually results in deep seated feelings of paranoia, stupidity and anxiousness, that everyone knows is uglier, and more painful than is depression.

and your quick mind is always far too quick to ever be happy. because even if you think it over twice, thrice, youre going to still make that first impulsive decision and watch you silly little securities wash, fast, away.

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the days pass by faster and faster and i struggle, as always, with my dwindling attention span. i cant seem to concentrate, my thoughts flicker like static.

such a restless soul.

the pollak told me i need to speak louder. and smile more. since when was a powerpoint slide supposed to be fun.

i do feel drained, and while my ever-present procrastination forces time to travel faster than the ticks of a clock, i wait for it to finish.

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I love seeing how people only listen to one side of the story. and i love it more when they only tell one side of the story.

it makes me feel glad i never put myself out there. it makes my corner seem brighter.

and it makes everyone else's efforts at life seem futile.

the thing is, everyones always trying to read in, and deep and between the lines, that they totally forget to even glance across whats right on the surface, waiting under the shadow of their chins.

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Silly people?

or silly me?