I've been a bit tacky.

A Little Less Social

I had something happen in my sleep that made me not feel the same.  I guess it's similar to what I experienced when I was awake.  I just feel a little less social.  I do still feel like interacting and thinking.  It's just different.  I feel inhibited in what I do.  It's fine.  I just have to deal with it.

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I don't think I'm the epitome of bad.

That's not what the truth holds in letting something out.

I'm just tired of people thinking I don't fit in.

I'm always right.

The genius of the day is clear.

I guess different mixes mean different things.

Why do people think something "needs to 'happen?'"

It's because they are caught in guilt, ironically.  I guess it just keeps getting worse and worse.  What can that mean for the people on top, that life has become purposeless and period-based?

I guess every mistake builds up and...

...depends on something else to happen.

I feel somewhat supported by intelligent people.

It's best to get through to people.

That seems to be the message of the day.

What can we do about the situation?

Things were okay before, but sometimes they are a little annoying.

People Who Know You Closely

I don't really regret any relationships, totally.

People seem to forget what they just said.

I don't really want to come off as mean...

Anyway, I don't know.  I try not to let things get to me.

I was about to do something else today, too.

A Will of Their Own

People always seem to "do something" about if something offends them.

Why do people think something is happening to me?

I am fine with what happened.  I just don't like the way people have turned and treated me.  I bet people think I deserve this.  I bet they're even glad it happened.  I feel uncomfortable, anyway, though.

People act like none of this ever happened.

People just act like none of this ever happened and start to act mean toward me, like there's something I did wrong that they don't want to deal with and that they'd even prefer to let me do it then have to intervene.

Cursing

It is also true, I know, and others should already have known that I was already taught to let lose and use words like "stupid."  Also, people were being racist to me.

People acted like it would be heaven if I used curse words because I could use them in attractive ways, not disgusting ways.  This was like a big dream.  I know it.  People thought I wasn't okay.  That set with me awhile.  People weren't all nice to me, and I got called to the counselor and kicked out of my major.

People acted like it was just a cute way to be and a flaw.  It set with me for many years.  Then, I was told all this other stuff, like that it was good to be bad almost.

I guess...

I guess I'll just keep looking prettier and improving in different ways.  Eventually, I will have a place in the world.  I'll get surprised at the good things that are bound to happen to me.  Some of this stuff has really worn off, as well.

I guess.

I mean, I was willing to think outside the box in the process, but why did this have to happen?

The answer is not that a conspiracy exists, neither.  I guess I just have to get used to it.