SECTION ONE
What a concept!
The entire concept in itself is a bit far-fetched, but stay for it. It’s not just one concept, but many different little concepts that make one big one. Sounds cool, yeah? Let’s start off small.
I have an irrational fear of having friends. The concept of trust is foreign to me. I see it coming from fifty miles away, yet I can’t back down because- I can be wrong too. Who’s to say this person is actually trying to betray me? And if I make the wrong judgment. If I turn the wrong cheek, surely it will bite me in the future. How can I be so sure my judgment is correct, just because of the pain I feel inside? After all, I think these thoughts because of what happened to me in the past. A second nature, maybe. I wish people would just shut up. Kind of. I hate the kind of silence that drills into the front of your skull and comes out the back, so maybe it’s not the best wish to make. Here, I'll say it like this.
I wish everything was quiet- and even for just a second, I wish everything just went away. It doesn’t make it any better that people talk about me. And no, I don’t mean just talk. Everyone talks about everyone, it’s inevitable. But when you befriend me in the knowledge that you’re going to fake our relationship, then you are a worthless person. But hey, don’t let someone like me define who you are. When I say you’re worthless, you’re only worthless if you’ve ever done something like that. If you stare at the screen in confusion as you read that, you’re just confused. If you stare in disdain, maybe it is for you. But hey, don’t let someone like me decide that you’re an awful person.
it gets better- no it doesn’t. We just choose to believe that until what we think is better, inevitably approaches us. “Better” is different for every person, so how can I be so sure it gets better? It feels like every action someone takes- is in a favor against me. Maybe every bad person I know was sent by the earth to punish me. Everyone knows everyone, that fact is something that flies over my head every now and then. My mistake was entrusting the world and my surroundings that “so and so” didn’t know “so and so”. One of my greatest mistakes, I believe. But remember, everyone knows someone who knows someone. Now, everyone has a moment where they think ‘everyone can’t possibly know someone!’... The six degrees of separation is a concept that has been around for a while. Maybe someone you know doesn’t directly talk to another person you know. But someone they know, knows someone who knows someone who knows someone. I think I’m getting off track. What I’m trying to say is that the worst people I know, may not be directly in relation to someone I know personally, but they probably know someone who knows someone who knows someone. The concept of relation is an endless expanse, and frankly I hate to say it, but I wish no one knew anyone. The way people communicate with each other is unique in every conversation. The way people choose sides with each other is unique in every dispute. Brings me to another story, but maybe that’s a concept for later.
