(Source: fuckiminmy20s)
"Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets, and I was him too, looking up and wondering. I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life."
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
“How are you doing?”
Well for starters, it’d be great If I could stop thinking about you. Why must we dwell on all of the good times, when the reasons for disaster are staring us right in the face. Big, beady, brown eyes coldly and obnoxious staring. I’m not sure why I would even use the word “us” considering you are not having the same issue as I. No, you are probably still in your own little world where there was never any room for me…
“How am I doing? Oh, I’m doing great! Never better, actually.”
-author unknown
The Pessimist vs. The Optimist
I have been thinking a lot about mere “ism’s” both pess and optim. The optimist is one who sees everything in life with hope. The hope that dreams will come true, the hope that everything will be okay, the hope that everyone will get along. There is little doubt and a lot of undeserving trust given out. It is said that the optimist lives a happy life, because they choose to be happy. But is optimism a blessing or a curse? Is the optimist someone who simply cannot see the cynicism of the world or do they choose to ignore it? Do they choose to rise above hate and disappointment. I am starting to believe that they cannot recognize hate and cynicism until it kicks them in the face; hence the idea of the curse. How many times can one “look on the bright side” and be blinded? Is it naivety? Or is it a brilliant mindset one needs to cultivate in order to survive this life?
And then there is the pessimist. The one that prepares them self for the absolute worst. They would rather have no hope than to lose it. They are the ones that do not trust because they are guarded and expect darkness. They greet darkness with open arms and turn away from good things because of that thing called denial. But in life, you are most certainly going to get your heart broken and be disappointed. Who is happier? The one who is disappointed because they expected the best or the one who expected less but is satisfied with mediocrity?
I can’t seem to wrap my head around this. I would classify myself as an optimist, but does the mere fact that I always give and expect the best from others just make me pathetic? Is the optimist pathetic? Perhaps all pessimists were once optimists— the greatest kind of optimists that got kicked in the face one too many times.
That might be true for some people; however, I don’t know if I could fully change the fact that I am an optimist. I can make a “hardcore” rock playlist and pretend no one understands me (truth be told, many people don’t) but there is a fire inside me that will always hope for and expect the best. I guess the strength of a person keeps that fire from going out. And there I go looking on the “brightside” again. I’m just getting up off the ground preparing to get another swift kick to the face….but with that being said…maybe I am caught somewhere in the middle.
"The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails."
— William Arthur Ward
"You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me."
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
the unreal is seen and believed
the people who are supposed to understand the most are the people who don’t seem to grasp the slightest? you think you know and you act like you care on the surface, but really you look at a vision of what you want— not what’s really there. talk and talk and the message should be clear but if not interested, then it does not exist. there will be no change. you can’t define and you never will. if you can’t accept that then it is going to be hard to carry on a real relationship.
comfort is needed.
