now playing: Stone Temple Pilots - "Plush"
Why do people treat each other the way we do. We're short with one another. We take one another for granted. We can't see past our own hand to realize that there's someone standing there offering their friendship, or more, whatever.
One word. Two word. Three word answers. Suspicion. Mistrust. No trust. Love...it takes many forms. There's sibling love. The love a parent has for a child and vise versa. Platonic love. Sexual love. Romantic love.
Why do people get so caught up in avoiding love, for fear of being hurt by it, that they become unable to distinguish the pure from the tainted and wnd up with nothing.
There's a song lyric that goes like so "Guarding yourself from the love of another, left you with nothing tonight."
Guarded. Fake. Two faced.
One minute they're sweet as can be. The next, they're withdrawn, short, abraisive. I'm not talking about a love interest. I'm talking about a friend. Or maybe that should be "friend"?
Don't they get tired? Running around, carrying all those masks?
I'm supposed to be uploading website content this weekend.
Fuck this noise. I'm going climbing.
Out.
EDIT: And another thing, why can't people just accept kindness and careing and concern for what it is? Why are people so hesitant to accept someones friendship? Even if its a friend of 10 years in the same city or a friend of 10 days on the other side of the world? Friendships always have to start somewhere, I don't see why an area code should have any impact on that. It is highly possible for me to genuinely care about someone even though we've never met, or spoken on the phone or
So, here I am, opening up. I like to care about people. I like to have a handfull of people that I keep close to my heart and in my thoughts and wishes. Sometimes I feel like saying to them "you're one of those people, consider yourself lucky and don't fuck it up." This person i'm talking about is a wonderfull wonderfull person. Intelligent, creative, exceptionally tallented and wise beyond their years, albeit, because of more tribulation in their life than anyone deserves to endure. Beautiful, beautiful person. Inside and out.
Why do people assume that letting someone care about you means it has to go beyond that? Caring about someone doesn't mean you're in love with them. It simply means you care about them. Someone on this earth actually gives a shit what happens to you. I think that's a fantactic and moving idea.
It would be nice if that weren't such a fuckin battle...to just care about another human being.
</RANT> thanks for listening...er...reading.
Gone climbing.
Why do people treat each other the way we do. We're short with one another. We take one another for granted. We can't see past our own hand to realize that there's someone standing there offering their friendship, or more, whatever.
One word. Two word. Three word answers. Suspicion. Mistrust. No trust. Love...it takes many forms. There's sibling love. The love a parent has for a child and vise versa. Platonic love. Sexual love. Romantic love.
Why do people get so caught up in avoiding love, for fear of being hurt by it, that they become unable to distinguish the pure from the tainted and wnd up with nothing.
There's a song lyric that goes like so "Guarding yourself from the love of another, left you with nothing tonight."
Guarded. Fake. Two faced.
One minute they're sweet as can be. The next, they're withdrawn, short, abraisive. I'm not talking about a love interest. I'm talking about a friend. Or maybe that should be "friend"?
Don't they get tired? Running around, carrying all those masks?
I'm supposed to be uploading website content this weekend.
Fuck this noise. I'm going climbing.
Out.
EDIT: And another thing, why can't people just accept kindness and careing and concern for what it is? Why are people so hesitant to accept someones friendship? Even if its a friend of 10 years in the same city or a friend of 10 days on the other side of the world? Friendships always have to start somewhere, I don't see why an area code should have any impact on that. It is highly possible for me to genuinely care about someone even though we've never met, or spoken on the phone or
So, here I am, opening up. I like to care about people. I like to have a handfull of people that I keep close to my heart and in my thoughts and wishes. Sometimes I feel like saying to them "you're one of those people, consider yourself lucky and don't fuck it up." This person i'm talking about is a wonderfull wonderfull person. Intelligent, creative, exceptionally tallented and wise beyond their years, albeit, because of more tribulation in their life than anyone deserves to endure. Beautiful, beautiful person. Inside and out.
Why do people assume that letting someone care about you means it has to go beyond that? Caring about someone doesn't mean you're in love with them. It simply means you care about them. Someone on this earth actually gives a shit what happens to you. I think that's a fantactic and moving idea.
It would be nice if that weren't such a fuckin battle...to just care about another human being.
</RANT> thanks for listening...er...reading.
Gone climbing.
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Apology for guardedness
. I think Peter Frengel expresses best how I feel:
Ivory tower
where I fled for asylum
is now my prison.
As I told Cam in an earlier message, I'm closed (emotionally). There is a reason for that. Sometimes the only way to protect yourself from hurt is to go inside yourself, protect yourself, to climb that ivory tower of inner sanctum. The problem is, the longer you spend in there the harder it is to come out until one day you realize, you're locked in there by fear. The only person I really know is myself. How lonely is that? And how much do I crave that special someone who will come in and drag me out, kicking and screaming. Who will not take no for an answer. Who will help me overcome my fear. I think only a special person could do that. One who understands where a person like me is at (locked inside, realizing I'm locked inside and wanting to find a way out), who is patient and who sees the end result clearly (ultimately an emotionally profitable relationship with a vibrant, creative human being). All your comments were appreciated. I had to respond.