Sunday, July 29, 2012

I'm a farce.

It looks like lots of people were mad at me and framed me.  It's too bad things don't go so well for everyone, but they are actually better off than other people in some ways.  People seem to think I'm a farce.  Things for me may be set how I don't like, and it's not my fault.  Other people just pretty things up and want to submit|succumb to others on the inside.  So, like, they hide their actions.  That doesn't make sense.  There are wonderful things in the world that are very real, as most people probably are aware of.  I don't know that I myself wanted to submit|succumb to others.  I might have certain thoughts on certain things of what I'd do.  I don't think I'd have certain problems or issues, in the first place.