Another reason on why I am so annoying this evening is because I saw my high school crush online a while ago on Facebook. I never regularly checked her profile since I started to lose hope in all love in the world (for short, high school). Still, as I constantly repeated on my blog, I was an extreme jerk especially to my crushes on high school. Apparently my hatred drive right now is guilt tripping me for not CRUSHING them the day before graduation.
Anyway, Kagerou Daze has made such a huge impact on my mental stability today (and most probably for the following daze...errm, days). Sometimes, when I am emotionally destroyed and mangled by such heartbreaking stories such as what is found in Kagerou Daze and other closely related animes/stories I tend to look at my emotional scars (lol, emotional scars, going hyper dramatic now?) and reflect on all the wrong that I did.
Why can't there be real relationships like those found in the touching stories of anime?
I know, to those who're not a hardcore fan of anime they wouldn't understand. Actually, no one ever does. It's pretty hard to talk to people the way I speak my mind here on my blog (yeah that's why the subtitle specifically states WHERE MY OPINION MATTERS). The difficulty goes up to eleven because of my social awkwardness.
Well she's offline now. Sometimes it's sad that friends eventually grow apart. It's also sad when the person you love doesn't love you back, and lastly the person you love hates you. I've been hated, I know I have. No matter how I try to be friendly, there will always be misunderstandings and I blame myself for that. Weak and pathetic, that's all I am to most people, and I know that I've been used a lot of times because of my desire to have friends. However, in the end people will only like you for the mask that you wear and not the face that you hide.
It's scary because sometimes you wear a mask for too long, you forget who you really are inside. (that's from V for Vendetta just in case some of you are wondering).
Well I have to cut this post short, nature calls and bedtime afterwards.
Is there someone you loved that hated you in return?
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