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@my-daymare
Oh my god, I’ll be over here in the corner laughing for the next hour if anyone needs me…
I write freeform too sometimes.
My thoughts....are my strands. My threads that wrap. That conceive that mutate that correlate. And you this puzzle, that which you wish to say "simplicity" but you never are. At the end of the day we are just kids. Trapped in this homework, goals, tangibles. I will not be sad. I, you, we are many things. But in an sense we are neutrality. The everlasting silence. And I swear your aura is beautiful. Your dreams, your wings, your fucking butterfly wings that I swore grew. I live for your dream and mine.
I know who I like now
I want a girl whose aware, mentally aware, and is able to phrase/react
Also she gives off this sexual energy.
And is intelligent.
That Totally blasé look, doesn't even need to waste time.
if possible I'd love his person to like stories and people really believe in people...that's my dream girl.
My ex knew she wanted sex, but not how to go about it. She was intelligent but she wasn't aware. Oblivious to why she wanted sex.
Neiter washe intelligent universally she knw why students wouldn't take certain actions but she wouldnt be the exception with her knowledge, AKA the same as my issue. Now I seek to be that person.
And I know I'm terrified of girls. I think theres nothing I fear more than girls.
I'm pushing the boundaries of what's acceptable. This is pretty not acceptable. So why am I doing it? Now if I had permission that'd be a different story. In fact, suddenly it'd be fine. So I hope this gets into their minds but only if it's ok. Cause then we can chill and toke and no one will think twice about it. And years later, it won't matter at all the difference. We'll all be set with our lives. So please, I pray you let this not have the undertone of what's not ok. It'll be the only way it'd work.
Happiness
What is true happiness? See as kids we get our hopes up and as adults they are broken down, now we see that nothing in our life truly lives up to our kids expectations. But what is it that would being that childish sense of happiness? I seek that answer. Or rather the sub-answer of it is possible in this world?
Take a look at seniors. Wouldn't you say its easier to bring true happiness to the older or the young? But yet that middle part is unsatisfied. The adolescent realizes this but the middle aged is complacent? Yet the teenager is chastised? No. I would become them. (If I become complacent instead of continuing my search) Then?
Wouldn't it then be my life's purpose be the pursuit of happiness?
[On a tangent...won't I be looking for someone else whose on this ENDLESS pursuit. Not the simplistic one of easy answers, but one of which there may or may not exists in this life?]
....I suppose the idea of being complacently happy....repulses me.
A lot. Hence I understand but cannot live by such a person. But if someone finds their happiness...then they can live by that. But secretly I do not believe such happiness is possible in this world...yet but I cannot say that until I continuously try until the end.
But its a matter of keeping the fighting spirit even if the battle is futile.
I feel others tears of futility. But to carry that through in hope. Regardless of falsehood. In this case we create the "image of the witch" that "without love cannot be seen". In this case reality can be just as imaginary as non-reality. Or in terms of what is theatrical presentational vs representational. Essentially pre-emption that blurs the line of reality for a continuity that seems like reality and will become reality once everyone believes. Think of the tree that falls in the forest that no one hears and also the lie that everyone believes that becomes truth. This is why I say reality is just as subjective as surreality. Its sad when you show someone else your reality and yet people are still attracted to an amount of surreality. And in this case it stems from our childhood in what we want to believe. With true reality there's nothing to comfort ourselves with. The dilemma is should one present "true reality" or use "surreality" like everyone else to your advantage.
But in this case, aren't you just as alone? Don't you want someone to penetrate this and see what is real and what isn't. To make such a thing not even necessary?
Yet if everyone knows this where is the fine line?
What's the right amount of presentationalism?
The right amount of engineering?
It's obviously whatever you can backup. But do YOU YOURSELF even realize your limits? Or has that not been ignored? And presentationalism is simply a mental block and in fact just as real as everything else?
Well that gets back to the point is ANYTHING real? Or is everything simply degrees of fakeness?
So if everyone is swallowing their own opiates.....is anyone REALLY anything more than NPCs as the walking dead? Then how the fuck would anyone WANT complacency? .....except its easy.....and everything else nice and manufactured though a sociological perspective...wow I should be a sociologist :P jkjkjk Anyway, should one be as real as possible or use surreality to their advantage? Why not use BOTH? Meaning take advantage of it but use progressively less as time goes on....
In that case you have..... how to metagame people?
.....now flip it over....you KNOW this is gonna happen.
Now this gets REALLY FUCKING COMPLICATED. If two people are both playing this little metagame, the objective reality hardly exists and the whole relationship is fake/presentational.
One way metagaming is real still but the relationship isn't advanced to the final stage until BOTH parties drop that.
The first is scary. Two way metagaming sounds like a KGB and an FBI having sex for intel, You gotta become more real or let the other party get what they want to some level. Idk who has to submit, but someone cause two way meta will never work. A two way meta dating situation is about as bad as it gets as it bastardizes the point of close contact....two way meta imo leads to "Getting used"
So basically turning two way metal into looking like your submitting but instead youre acting like its one way....when really it isn't.
Then you've outsmarted them...unless they're doing it two and then yor BOTH acting like its one way...and god help you. I was in this situation its pretty damn bad. You both think things are going bad and then one day youre gonna think and go NO ITS NOT. FUCK THIS. And now you're playing hopscotch with both yourself and the other person. So if youre in this STOP THE FUCKING MIND GAMES. AND BOTH BE REAL. OR AT LEAST ONE OF YOU. PREFERABLY YOU FIRST AND DO NOT WAIT ON YOUR PRIDE. (You're pretty much screwed already). So that means if you realize that you both are on the second level of reading and prediction hence you are on the third level its your responsibility to stop acting like you're smarter and be real.Also RESPECT a person with the ability to go to two levels theyre damn awesome in the first place...or a really fake ass bitch. Pray theyre somewhere in the middle and make something good out of it. Now take your awesome girl out with you, hold her hand and go tackle the fucking world together cause im sure combining both of your intellects is a much better idea...than letting both of you reach the third level....and then realizing the 4th level of that relationship is ending because none of you will fix it at the third level. AND IF YOU HAVE TIME TO THINK THAT FAR FUCK YOU IF YOURE NOT DOING ANYTHING, unless you realize that you didn't actually want that relationship ANYWAY. But either way if you don't do anything on the third level youre screwed. Then comes the heartbreak and why am I still explaining this? Lets recap
0th Level: Being Real. 1st: Presentational
2nd: Pretending to go along with someone elses presentationalism while making your own
3: Realizing you guys are BOTH DOING THIS
4: You're fucked. Its over.
So don't get to 4. If one person gets to 3, STOP BEING FAKE. Now you and your partner go have fun. Have lots of cuddle time awesome sex, walk through the parks etc.
But if you guys both realize you guys need to find happiness its better together than the pain of being alone. Nothing is worse than eternal solitude. Nothing can make you go crazy like yourself.
Can you two do it? (achieve?) I don't know, I'm trying to find out myself. Good luck to all.
This is My Daymare~
Devil's Trade
I traded his friendship for what? I did it. But the question is was it in vain? No, I wont let it come in vain.
Though getting it, would be worth it.
But he did the same. To me.
I deserve it.....however.
Can I really call myself different?
God Ive made mistakes. Id like to make something out of this. I don't want to trade our friendship for nothing.
As for her, as she ages one should try to look as good as they can right?
Well anyway. Its enough on that
Its bootcamp time :P
Shouted to the Heavens
I swear i'll be attractive one day. Just you wait assholes. Two can play your shallow game. You all have caused me hell for too long. If only you can see yourself being checked off like a statistic. Was it the way he smiles? The way his health glows?
Was I the raincloud? You know you're not too pretty yourself. Still. You were worth it cause your smile and the way you just glowed. When I come back, and return, you'll see.
Ill be back, armed with a stylist. And the body I walk in will bleed its health.
And the clothes that fit me, fitting expressive
I want you to bitch that I was your writeoff.
Bitch, please. I was yours. All yours. I know he was worth it.
But risk equals reward, you could have held on and had something better. Don't believe me? We'll see.
Rapunzel
I wanted to start anew, I fucked up so much. I wish everyone can forgive my old debts. How much Ive fucked up.
Why cant you take me who I am now and not who I was then? I knew I was "Broken, hopeless, emotionally vacant" Jaded. Scarred. Scared. And most of all I needed you.
But Ive changed now. Again. I talked to one of my friends exgf, we talked today....and I was happy....it was like someones finally gets it. Maybe cause shes 23 and knows all the shit weve been through.
Now this is gonna get weird.
Like I write things purposefully vague so even if you guys find this, its still complicated to understand.
Mirror Mirror on the wall, is Rapunzel worth it all?
You told me I should fall. And Flynn came to save the day right? Well, no. Its the rebirth of the Phoenix, as he went bankrupt in trustworthiness. So his assets were liquidated and distributed to his creditors.
But will they all forgive him?
I don't fucking know. If not I guess we're in Chapter 13 bankruptcy. Reorganization. Rapunzel didn't. And now I stand Kingdom Keyblade D in hand, wishing for "A scattered dream that's like a far-off memory... a far-off memory that's like a scattered dream... i want to line the pieces up... yours and mine." I knew I shouldn't have burned bridges and overreact like he did. But I did. Its not something I can tell them. Any of them.
Simply something that they'll see if it happens. This is something I keep inside me until the day I can make it happen. Rapunzel tumbled out of the tower to the outside world. And she loves him. I wish to be more than Flynn ever was.
The underdog who has no chance.
Cause I don't think shed ever leave for me.
Its almost irrational.
Stupid.
It has to legitimately break for something to happen BUT I'm gonna try for the first anyway. Like Flynn did. I'm sorry this is so metaphorical. I swear we'll smile together again someday. Well Idk if I can swear but I'll do my best to make sure it happens.
Things I wont say, things Ive tried to say....and frankly, I have too many sides to me. Maybe none of the real ones you've even seen. Jk. In fact you prob see the real side for too long and think its weak. I like my "presentational side"
What do when everything's reversed?
This blog is an alt.
Its an alt meant to be separate.
If you know me, try not to reblog stuff that will get into the eyes of people I know. The night is for dreams, the day is a daymare.
I'm faded, jaded, and all around incertitude.