To esplain my pathetic emo-ness from a couple of entries back.... the whole "i don't technically exsist' bit... If i didn't lock away bits of my memory, i wouldn't exsist. i don't know how i'd have done it, but i would've been dead. I remember the memories, but it's like they happened to someone else, and i just watched. because that's the only way i can keep alive.
I mean, you have to live fast. Even if you're immortal -- especially if you're immortal. A lot of people don't agree... they think life is meant to be savoured, eaten raw like an antelope brought down with a spear; or even worse, locked up in a box and kept on a shelf. WhatEVER. You end up trapping yourself with useless memories. Chewing on them discontentedly like a leftover scrap of the antelope that's been speared.
The past is best forgotten -- but it's hard. People think the longer you live, the more you forget. They're wrong. Time brings the past into such sharp focus you can cut yourself on it.
That's why you gotta keep going, keep moving, keep changing. How else do you leave the past where it belongs? How else do you prove to yourself that it's done with you (or vise versa?) People think I do it to avoid responsibility. Maybe I do, but what the ******** wrong with that? I was responsible once...and look where it got me.
And I know...it's all still going to catch up to me... no matter what i do.
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I dissagree- I would love to go back and not be so completely and hopelessly emo. To actually realize that death isnt a nice thing and cutting yourself hurts in more way then one. It went by too fast- the monotony of island life wasnt that great, expecially when i know there were so many things to do other then sulk.
I agree- The past is best forgotten. I mean, who would want to think of a time where all you remeber was blood and salt water?