You know, it's strange. I only understand myself by looking at my preferences, but otherwise, I would be as clueless as everyone else. I am a person who constantly changes. My moods are never the same within a ten minute time spand. I'm violent, but I'm gentle. I'm realistic but I'm in love with fiction. I don't plan on ever getting married, but I always find myself reading romance. I'm a walking, talking oxymoron!
Earlier, I realized that most of the stories I read have supported couple always fighting. I wonder if that would be my most sucessful relationship then. I really don't want to look into that though. I just want to know...why I'm always contradicting myself. I love the time I have to myself, and yet I'm always wondering back to large groups of people. I take pride in my individuallity. Only people hold me back. I feel a longing to be accepted, but really, I only want to be accepted by myself and those who really matter. However, if they really mattered, wouldn't they accept me either way?
midnight-mystic-dragon · Wed Mar 07, 2007 @ 03:36am · 0 Comments |