I once knew and cared about many people, and then watched them throw away their potentially grand futures for the seductions of fun and now. It disgusts me to see what their lives have become. What could've been a few years of hard work for a stable and fun filled future, now becomes a fight for day to day basics, a flurry of part time jobs and the culture that is lying, backstabbing, sleeping around, drinking, throwing up in the gutter, spending our bank accounts on food alcohol and lifestyles we can't afford, because this is fun and we can have it now.
It breaks my heart.
I knew you once. You actually had real dreams, real hopes, a future waiting to be written. And now you've thrown it away for this lie, this false happiness. You'll hit forty, wish you'd done something, gotten the education that was offered to you on a silver platter, and realise the hole you are trapped in is too big to climb out of on your own.
Last time we talked, you shrugged it off. "I have no regrets. I'm perfectly happy with the way I am. I'm happy with what my life has become. I'm happy this way."
Are you? Are you really?
Or do these lies make you sleep better at night?
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- haisuphelga!
- Do I fit a stereotype? Boring dweeb perhaps? Someone who delights in her own dorky and slightly offbeat view of the world? I won't make much sense to you (or to many others) but perhaps you could find it amusing?
1 comment:
and people ask me why I avoid and am not better friends with them.
Its shattering to see people chase such pointless dreams to only constantly end in despair. Chasing relationships that will never last, meeting and using people as friends for their own advantages, spending unnecessary excessive amounts of money on material things thinking that it would bring them one step closer to...'happiness' Unfortunately for most people, their social standing is of utmost priority and they do whatever it takes to maintain it.
I always question the legitimacy of peoples contentment when they live such lifestyles, even when it only lasts for a while.
Anyway well written Tara, my thoughts exactly...and a lot more pretty awful critiques which I lovingly keep bottled up inside lol.
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