Pessimism is just a higher form of optimism. If you expect nothing from people, then you go through life being pleasantly surprised.
even if I can never have you again,
can I at least have some closure?
if this love only exists in my dreams,
don’t wake me up
I can just feel it.
Just one mistake, just one regret
Even now, I still love you selfishly
Right now, if I could ride a time machine
and go to meet you
I wouldn’t wish for anything else
Before the memories become distant and fleeting,
I need a time machine.
but then again, who cares? I think of it as a good thing, actually. How else are you going to stand living with someone if you can’t even look at that person and compliment his or her looks? How will they meet if each wasn’t somewhat attracted to the other’s features? I don’t understand relationships centered around love alone. It’s pity, not love. They feel so bad for the other, they feel obligated to stay. I know, what I said makes no sense. I just need to justify my impossible standards so I can feel better about myself. Don’t look down on my opinion; you do it too. Don’t you always judge based on first impressions? Would you marry the ugliest, albeit the nicest, person? According to “true love”, personality should transcend outward appearances. Can you answer the question, then? I know the most important part is personality, but how can I find someone that will love mine? After all, who else will love a raging koreaboo? On a less serious note, you can always tune-out a pretty bitch, but you can’t fix a nice butterface. I suppose personality can be used to narrow down, but looks will always be used first to pull the weeds from the garden. I guess I’ll have to settle for for shallow. It won’t bring me to true happiness, but it will get me pretty damn close.
should mind your own business
as to what I can and can’t like.
and i’ve never felt better.