similarities and differences
we wish to be unique so we bring in things to feel original, spontaneous, “ours”, “mine”, “i am”. but never ever is truly original, no ideas, no motion, no thoughts have been unthought by however said it first. you think that you’re creating but only a few of us are real creators, designing something the rest of the world is unable to fathom.
yet, the only real creative thing we could born is a child, that which u know is uniquely yours, but since we’re all children, aren’t we then original? but why does it seem like the whole world is converging into one image of unoriginality, stuck-up, arrogant thought-bubbly character?
im sick of it, to be want to be both similar and different. and the end of it, we must all do what will please ourselves because we’re not here to prove anything to anyone else.
dear i hope it’s true
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so here i am
can. not. sleep.
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nothing kills me more than pseudo-freaks
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