i was staring today, and thinking. Well, always thinking. About people. They fascinate me so.
Anyways, i was wondering why it is that you become jealous when someone you love is far away, talking to people you don't know. i think its the idea of someone you don't know having the pleausure of your loved one's company; when you can't have it. It is a sad idea, really. To think about someone else having that person's company when you are all alone and wasted.
So wasted.
The TV is blaring, but i'm still decent. It may rain, so that always gives me hope. Hope. The rain always cleans, and leaves the world clean and beautiful for all of us people who are so undeserving of it. i know. i complain too much about humanity. Well, humanity is beautiful in its own way. Yes, it can be ugly, but you can't live without people. You can't expect other people to live without people.
i'm tired.
and sighing.
Maybe someone will read this and i won't feel so alone.