Turn to dust.
When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down "happy". They told me I didn’t understand the assignment.
I told them they didn’t understand life.
I told them they didn’t understand life.
Ask away.
This planet. -Sigh-
I don’t know what it is, whether there is something wrong with me or the world has simply gone to shit… I can’t, for the life of me, understand the social standings of my youth, I try to fit in by acting unintelligent and half-baked; a state which my peers seem to just intuitively grasp but the fact of the matter is: I am a completely different person at school or around my friends than I am at home with my family. Every now and again the real me will occasionally come out and say ‘what the in the FUCK is wrong with you people’ to which I am presented with a little ‘fuck you’ … What i am trying to say is who, what, when, where and why did the social norm change?
