I Wish Love Was A Legal Religion
Forgive me if I'm going to write like an angsty five-year old today. I wish I didn't want to be friends with every one all the time. It's difficult when you're both distant and needy of love: you would want major alone time with yourself but at the same you'd question why not many people like your company as much as they like the company of others.
I can't stand small talks. As much as I'd want people to be happy and excited when they see me, there's nothing about my existence they should be happy about. We don't share the same interests and beliefs, values and standards. Although, sometimes I also think it's my fault for not allowing other people to know me better. When they start asking how my day was, my answers come in forms only acceptable to the normal majority. I once told a colleague about the habit of holding my own hand every time I watch a romantic movie. I could tell she found it creepy.
It's not that hard to find the slightest common ground with normal people, but it's hard to keep up with it.
Still, I do not wish to be like everyone else. I only want to be at peace about my existence without fear of being misjudged. What is normal anyway? [Isn't that just another word invented to manipulate people into conforming to society's unrealistic expectations?]
My dreams have been vivid lately and they're mostly dark.