I would say I’m a moderately lonely person as far as lonely people go. I used to have friends I’ve not alway been like this, a social reject, once I had friends but it turns out people only want you when they need something or when you're the shiny, new, rich guy. It's pathetic really, how invested people get in a meaningless half-life of school. According to some random scientists online or something as soon as you turn eighteen you’ve actually only spent nine percent of your life in a classroom. So why should I spend my life with the controversial bother of high school dramas. My life is pretty much perfect, except for one slight strange detail in my life, my best friend.
My bestfriend isn't actually a person per se, more like a reflection of myself because that's exactly what it is. It's literally me looking into a mirror, it's always
" I am your best friend, but I will be a reflection of you and vice versa". The only real changes I can see are in myself, I see in it the exact same traits that I'm proud of, the weakness, and the stubbornness. My friend looks me dead in the eye, grabs my shoulder and says "You can do anything". Then it does it all.
It's almost scary how identical we are, because we're the same person, but why am I always like this and it's always like this and it acts and thinks the same as me but I act and think the exact opposite? It believes in me. It believes I'm worth more than this sad-ass small life and It's happy to go wherever and do whatever, but why would I care about it if it has no interest in me in return? I'm aware of how cruel it sounds, but I don't want to be angry all the time and I don't want to be it. I will love it and I will be the reflection forever, it will love me regardless of if it want to, it has no choice in the matter actually, and I will love or hate it willingly but what is the point in doing that if I have no one else to love? What is the point of thinking I'm worth something?
My self-worth is a literal satallite around my day some days its telling me I'm amazing the other days its convincing me it would be better if I just took a rather large step off a cliff. I honestly can't make up my mind and there's no hope to find out what's me and what's a reflection. I feel like I'm stuck on an infinite loop of my own reflection and I'm now the hero and the villain in that loop
It's sort of funny when I think about it, its my other friend who cannot judge me or comment back on anything I do because it also did it, I think I'm just scared to have real connections. I'm more of a "displeaser" than anyone should be, I don't like to try not to disappoint anyone, but why is that? I feel so bad when I get into arguments or arguments start. I always take sides and I don't like feeling guilty about everything, it's not like anyone really wins when you're acting like that. I don't have any friends that tell me to not care, so it's just a vicious cycle.
And then I have this mirror messing with my head all time, calling me on my bullshit I feel like I have to keep proving to my own reflection I'm as good as I claim I am, even though I can't even prove to myself that I'm ok. I have to maintain the fake happy faces no matter how much I want to just fall apart. I'm just some random guy stuck in my mind, where every single guy's off to his own personal happily ever that's slowly crumbling.
On Monday, I was walking down the overcrowded halls of my school when I witnessed my old friend having a fight with this god forsaken bitch that had some creepy obsession with me, on the second floor. I was with a couple of guys from my science class that I had just met that day and we were passing by to go to another area and this terrible girl said " Fuck you Taylor " and she was quiet and didn't respond.
What started it? If you asked any one of the teachers I'm sure they could give a bullshit response, but I'm sure you're aware of what started it, me. I watched that girl look me dead in the eyes and laugh so hard she had tears streaming down her face.
Thats when I said " Yeah you can go fuck yourself " and I yelled it loud enough for the whole school to hear me, remember when I said "why should I spend my life with the controversial bother of high school dramas" or "a social reject" they may have been slightly dramatic ways of describing my life as infact I get into so much drama on aconstant
I would say I’m a
moderately
lonely person as far as lonely
people
go. I
used
to have
friends
I’ve not
alway
been like this, a social reject, once I had
friends
but
it turns out
people
only
want
you when they need something or when you're the shiny, new, rich guy.
It's
pathetic
really
, how invested
people
get
in a meaningless half-life of
school
. According to
some
random scientists online or something as
soon
as you turn eighteen you’ve actually
only
spent nine percent of your
life
in a classroom.
So
why should I spend my
life
with the controversial bother of high
school
dramas. My
life
is pretty much perfect,
except for
one slight strange detail in my
life
, my best friend.
My
bestfriend
isn't actually a person per se, more like a
reflection
of myself
because
that's exactly what it is.
It's
literally
me looking into a mirror,
it's
always
"
I am your best
friend
,
but
I will be a
reflection
of you and vice versa
"
. The
only
real
changes
I can
see
are in myself, I
see
in it the exact same traits that I'm proud of, the weakness, and the stubbornness. My
friend
looks me dead in the eye, grabs my shoulder and says
"
You can do anything
"
. Then it does it all.
It's almost scary how identical we are,
because
we're the same person,
but
why am I always like this and
it's
always like this and it acts and
thinks
the same as me
but
I act and
think
the exact opposite? It believes in me.
It
believes I'm worth more than this sad-ass
small
life
and
It's
happy to go wherever and do whatever,
but
why would I care about it if it has no interest in me in return? I'm aware of how cruel it sounds,
but
I
don't
want
to be angry all the time and I
don't
want
to be it. I will
love
it and I will be the
reflection
forever, it will
love
me regardless of if it
want
to, it has no choice in the matter actually, and I will
love
or hate it
willingly
but
what is the point in doing that if I have no one else to
love
? What is the point of thinking I'm worth something?
My self-worth is a literal
satallite
around my day
some
days its telling me I'm amazing the other days its convincing me it would be better if I
just
took a
rather
large step off a cliff. I
honestly
can't
make
up my mind and there's no hope to find out what's me and what's a
reflection
. I feel like I'm stuck on an infinite loop of my
own
reflection
and I'm
now
the hero and the villain in that
loop
It's sort of
funny
when I
think
about it,
its
my other
friend
who cannot judge me or comment back on anything I do
because
it
also
did it, I
think
I'm
just
scared to have real connections. I'm more of a
"
displeaser
"
than anyone should be, I
don't
like to try not to disappoint anyone,
but
why is that? I feel
so
bad
when I
get
into arguments or arguments
start
.
I
always take sides and I
don't
like feeling guilty about everything,
it's
not like anyone
really
wins when you're acting like that.
I
don't
have any
friends
that
tell
me to not care,
so
it's
just
a vicious cycle.
And then I have this mirror messing with my head
all time
, calling me on my bullshit I feel like I
have to
keep
proving to my
own
reflection
I'm as
good
as I claim I am,
even though
I can't even prove to myself that I'm
ok
. I
have to
maintain the fake happy faces no matter how much I
want
to
just
fall apart. I'm
just
some
random guy stuck in my mind, where every single guy's off to his
own
personal
happily
ever that's
slowly
crumbling.
On Monday, I was walking down the overcrowded halls of my
school
when I witnessed my
old
friend
having a fight with this
god forsaken
bitch
that had
some
creepy obsession with me, on the second floor. I was with a couple of guys from my science
class
that I had
just
met that
day and
we were passing by to go to another area and this terrible girl said
"
Fuck
you Taylor
"
and she was quiet and didn't respond.
What
started
it? If you asked any one of the teachers I'm sure they could give a bullshit response,
but
I'm sure you're aware of what
started
it, me. I
watched
that girl look me dead in the eyes and laugh
so
hard
she had tears streaming down her face.
Thats
when I said
"
Yeah you can go
fuck
yourself
"
and I yelled it loud
enough
for the whole
school
to hear me, remember when I said
"
why should I spend my
life
with the controversial bother of high
school
dramas
"
or
"
a social reject
"
they may have been
slightly
dramatic ways of describing my
life
as
infact
I
get
into
so
much drama on
aconstant