11.01.2010

I Wish I Were a Mindreader.

Or at least, was able to know what someone is thinking about.
It kind of sucks having to leave it all to mystery, and believe the person's words.
Words are like glass. Pretty, but too easily broken.

People in general have the tendency to think one thing, and say the complete opposite. To me, I hate that. With. an. undying. passion.

Whenever someone asks me, "what's the worst thing I can do to you?" I always reply, "Lie."
Whenever someone asks me, "What's the one thing you want me to do in order to keep you happy?", I always reply, "Be honest."

But somehow, the one thing I crave for the most out of people, I don't do myself.
Well, lemme rephrase that. I'll be honest when it comes to what they want. But ask me to be honest with my feelings, or if something is upsetting me, I'll say I'm fine. And no one questions it. No one second thinks. They just continue on with what they were doing, oblivion to the notion that I may actually hiding the truth.

So, in a twisted sense, I am my own worst enemy. I do the things that I hate others do to me.
Hah. Talk about sad.

And I like how my entry went from one thing, to an entirely different thing. It's cause I'm cool like that. :)

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