Differences


I love movies. And theatre. So much drama.
I also love life and its drama.
But I don't like being a part of it.

Teenagers wake up each morning with drama plotted in their heads. All of us. It's stupid and we know that, but it exists. We pull it out of our ears like Shrek pulls that wax out and just like him, we stick it on top of a table and light it like a candle.
We adore it. We love the sadness and the fights and the yelling and the arguments that we have where we think we're being so witty and all.

A lot of drama has been... well, erupting around me, these past few weeks. And a lot of it is my fault. And since out of all the people I know I have it the easiest, I'm going to try and clarify it and end it.

Things I've Learnt 

Misunderstandings are terrible things. But they happen, and I can only get over it if you get over it.

If you want someone to do something for you, you have to say it. We're past the stage where we can rely on reverse psychology like Americans rely on McDonalds.

We have to know the entire story before we say or do anything. I have been extremely insensitive in a lot of my previous blog posts and I feel really shitty about it. I'm sorry.

Most people, when they are sad, forget that there are other people out there who are also sad. I'm not talking about the homeless and all, I'm talking about our friends and family only. We assume that we are the only ones going through a hard time at that point. Which is not true. I think one of the biggest problems that people have is the whole, subconscious logic of "I'm feeling like shit, so I'm going to make them feel like shit because they're life is so much easier than mine."

We cannot treat other people badly, no matter how much we think they deserve it. Because we almost never know how much they're really going through.

Most parents are the reason for their teenage kid's messed up-ness. They should all be thrown into a madhouse and locked in forever so they can fight with each other all they want and not scar any impressionable minds.
 Then we can all live happily ever after.

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