theboyinthebox ([info]theboyinthebox) wrote,

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Fantasy and reality. Where is the line drawn? What makes one persons fantasy, life for another. Subjective, I've been using it a lot lately. Its one of my new favorite words. This world is subjective. No two people live in the same world. Thats what makes me crazy, through television, radio, pop culture, etc. We're taught what normal is. Honestly, i think its bullshit. Which i guess makes me a hypocrit, cant miss my adult swim. In my mind the world in whole has been domesticated. Everything is looked at through capatalist eyes nowadays. I'm trying hard to break free from that. Ive spent my whole life subconsciously taking in what ive seen on tv that its skewed my perception of what life should be like. Life shouldnt be like anyhting. predictability is a curse. Then again, im afraid to fully break out of what my life is. My biggest fear is being afraid. Maybe that doesnt make much sense, but its true. I have to feel like im in control at all times. When i lose that things get bad. I start worrying, then i start blaming, then i smoke weed and get my ass nocked down a few pegs. Weed is a wonderful drug, and low tolerance just makes it that much better. I dont think i use it like most people though, for me weed is a type of ego control. it lets me think clearer, i cease lying to myself and start realizing inside im just afraid of this world. afraid of how this world percieves me. so i start day dreaming, and before i know it my mind starts taking itself so seriously. I need to learn to seperate fantasy from reality. So maybe i am crazy, i like to think that im just bored of what my life offers at the moment.

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[info]beebi_moo

July 11 2006, 09:16:53 UTC 5 years ago

knocked*

my biggest fear is being afraid

it makes sense to me. other than the fear of fearing, there's fire. life is hard and unpredictable. that's the way it should be. i dont know where these people are comming from.. writing stories and movies about normality and pleasure. maybe, just maybe, deep down, in our thick heads, there's an asperation to be perfect.. i sure as hell havent found that.


i love to live fucked up.
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