Uncertainties in life. Always.Oh, and doubts - those self-inflicting ones.
It's like looking in the mirror; sometimes you find yourself presentable and then sometimes you'll see a reflection of an ogre.
Or like singing in a comfortable key and find yourself owning the entire song but fall in self-defeat as you fail to comply to Bruno Mars' vocal range.
Or choosing to be locked in a lone miserable world yet yearning for acceptance from external bodies.
Omnipresent killer-dilemmas.
But there's one thing that every sane and analytical person have in common.
They hate their own lives.
Only those who don't think, aka retarded, will argue otherwise.
Because everyone has expectations, but how many lives up to it?
When you finally grasps hold of it, it automatically elevates to a new height anyways.
Wanna know why I love tumblr so much?
Most of the people there are like me.
Dejected, willing outcasts of the society.
Because this society is too judgmental and stereotypical.
In a bad way.
You are almost never praised for being who you are, yet being shot down for what you not be.
So tumblr is a getaway where all these people come together, find your own circle of outcasts, and share messages or gifs that reflect what you truly think and feel.
Those funny and LOL-inducing gifs play a role in a sad tumblr user's online life as well.
They are therapeutic in a sense that they relief you of most if not all self-defeating thoughts.
For just a few moments. But that's enough.
At least there's some time for you to forget all those satanic voices surfacing in your mind.
I hate how people, including myself, prescribe self-comfort as panacea for bad times; as if it's rightfully correct and curative.
Oh I've gotten an E for Chemistry. Nahhhh, at least half of the class' gotten an E anyways.
Heh, I've spilled my cup of coffee. Nahhhh, at least it's content didn't land on my shirt.
Oh damn, I didn't finish my homework. Nahhhh, she probably won't remember collecting it from me anyways.
HEY, the second half of these statements doesn't correct your mistakes do they?
But this is human nature, is it not?
Which is exactly why I despise the human race.
It's not wrong for you to find relief for psychological or emotional burdens, but more often than not, it's just temporary and it does not correct your mistake.
Pathetic muggles.
Face it, gotten an E? Strive for an A.
Spilled your coffee? Clean up and be extra careful next time.
Didn't finish your homework? Be honest, apologise and remember to complete it on time thereafter.
But it's difficult to do so. Because they are commitments, and like what people say "rules are meant to be broken", commitments are meant to be abandoned.
Moreover, commitments are like Satan's reincarnation.
They inflict fear and deterrence.
Commitorum Metus, or Commitment Phobia, has been scientifically proven to be present since the 1980s.
Science = Nature, so you can't blame us for fearing commitment can you?
See? Another self-comforting effort.
Good job, mankind.