Saturday, April 01, 2006

imperfect

perfection. a characteristic of the human anatomy. can this hold true for me? no. no. no. i am but a drag. why do i even try to be perfect? to seek perfection in imperfection? to integrate myself with those around me? why do i try to make people like me, accept me? why try? why try so hard? just to fail. and fail yet again. after reflecting on the past 2 weeks. what that has gone is term 2. i have come to terms that friendship is superficial. superficial. skin-deep. those whom u call friends. do you really know what they think of you? a parasite, leeching from capabilities of others? an enemy, to hate/abhor to blame? a rival, to beat at all cost? a bitch, who does bitchy things? how many will regard you as a true friend. how many will like you the way you are? how many will understand the reason behind your actions? Take a moment to think about this: how many true friends do YOU have? friends beyond competition, beyond all. people you share a truly innocent relationship/friendship? do you really know? why try??? TERENCE, why try so hard??? just to fail. just to be abhorred. just to give people around you a sense of repulsion. a quote from the thing in fantastic 4: "do you have any idea what i would give to be invisible?" indeed...WHAT would i give...what would i give to be invisible? what would i give just to isolate myself? what would i give to end this pain? WHAT. WHAT. WHAT. everything. including my life.

blogged @ Saturday, April 01, 2006