I want to reply with a long message, but if it's too long, that might be kind of revolting. But if it's too short, then I might come off as cold instead. Feeling apprehensive of what to do, I decided to reply back with a similar word count instead. This was what they called "mirroring" in psychology. By emulating the actions of the other party, your affection levels would increase!
If what I wished for was granted to me, if what I wanted was given to me. Then, as I thought, I wouldn't wish for anything nor want anything. Because the things you were granted and the things you were given were surely shams that would one day be lost.
The things you wished for had no shape and the things you wanted were untouchable. Or possibly, they might be the most wonderful treasures that would become nothing if you were to touch them.
It' because you were embarrassed, frustrated, bitter, and jealous. If there's a time when those ill feelings surfaced, then there's also going to be a time where you restrained yourself, smiled, and then cut your relationships afterwards.
Being aware of your eventual break up was a rather complicated thing. If you wanted to graduate with a smile, shouldn't you avoid approaching your friends too much? And that's where having no friends was super convenient!
Well it's not like the world is full of sunshine and daisies. If society was only shaped by the view that one must be happy-go-lucky all the time, Hollywood wouldn't make tear-jerking movies, would they?
Yeah, I'm being stupid. I know that it's out of question. I know how this will end. I'll be left with nothing. Even so, I want us to think, writhe, struggle... and find... [something genuine].
Just as stand users attract other stand users, loners seems to have an ability to attract other loners as well.
A lone warrior surviving hundreds of battles, when it comes to losing, I'm the strongest.
It doesn't matter if we're wrong...because every time we go wrong, we'll continue to look for the right answer.
Youth is both a lie and a form of evil.
There are no inherently bad people. Everyone believes that, myself included. I don’t doubt the existence of virtue. And yet people bare their fangs when it seems they can profit. People will rationalize their own behavior whenever they become tainted with evil; they’re not supposed to be evil. In order to preserve their own twisted integrity, the world becomes twisted.
Someone you praised as “cool” until yesterday is “stuck up” today; someone you respected as “smart and knowledgeable” is now scorned as someone who “looks down on bad students”, and “energetic vigor” becomes “annoying and overly carried away”.
Really, what a joke. I just didn’t understand what these nice guys were thinking about. Because they were so in love with everyone getting along, they ended up opening up other problems when they try to fix one. I didn’t even ask to be thrown into that circle either.
Do you know the phrase “enough specks of dust creates a mountain”? Or maybe “three heads are better than one.” In other words, when people gathered together, they become even stronger and more secure. However, we were a group of failures who had gathered to do pointless things.
I'm not highly aware. I'm highly self-aware.
There was no meaning to things that were only superficial. That was a single belief that both me and her once shared.
Everyone is a slave to their past. No matter how much you wish to move forward, the events of last year will bear down on you like the light of the stars as soon as you glance up. Unable to laugh or to banish your past, you carry it ceaselessly in a corner of your heart, waiting for it to resurrect at an inopportune moment.
It is better to be hated for what you are. Than to be loved for what you are not.
The Devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist.
There are people who ruin the atmosphere just by existing, you know.
As they say about the vulgar masses, the more people flock to a group, the more foolish they become. No matter how prominent an individual is, no, it’s because he is prominent that he would be blotted out by the sheer force of numbers when thrown into that lump of people. Individual will, qualifications, and personality, let alone emotions aren’t considered at all.
We see only what we want to see, listen only to what we want to listen to, but for the things we want to say, we aren’t able to. This is the society that we’re living in right now.
"True to herself", "True to myself". We all have our own personal image that's dictated by others, one that's always off the mark. We wish to remain true to ourselves, but who gets to decide who we are as people? When our image never goes hand-in-hand with reality, where can we find something genuine? Where can we find our true selves?