Imperfection

Imperfection is beauty. It's the little quirks a person has that makes them who they are. Without these random oddities in our personalities... what are we? Probably someone totally different: A semi-automaton who exudes an aura of mediocrity. 

Is a perfect life really that desirable? I wouldn't even consider it worth living. To me, pain is one of the most important aspects in life, it's reward being the strength you obtain from overcoming it. Without hardship, you become something that is truly inhuman: selfish, greedy, arrogant. These attributes represent the offspring of a so-called "perfect" life. 

Embrace the things that you consider faults. They are what make you unique. The closer you get to perfection, the farther you travel from humanity. Through balance and control, the only way one can achieve a perfect existence is by channeling these faults into something positive. At least that's what I'd like to think...

Rambling in the Wee Hours

Do I believe in love at first sight? I'd like to believe in it, but it just seems so impossible to me. On one side of the argument, I'd say yes. There are probably countless instances in which a singular meeting kickstarted a great working relationship. But on the other side I truly believe that every worthwhile thing requires an immeasurable amount of time and effort to foster into maturity. 

Love at first sight? More like luck at first sight to me. The person you become infatuated with just so happens to be a good match for you. She also just so happens to also find you extremely attractive. Lucky you. It's like winning the jackpot, except your payout is something intangible. Something that's more valuable than money. 

I wish I could believe. Sometimes the world of the romantic is so alluring with it's irrationality... messes with your head a little. 

People always told me that nice guys always get walked on. It's taken me a while, but I think I came to the realization today that this is a cold and honest truth. If you're nice to people, they'll see it as a weakness, and try to exploit that weakness as much as they can... I suppose it's just human nature.

It's confusing trying to decide between doing what your heart tells you to do and suffering for it and being someone you're not for the sole purpose of getting through the day without any pain... I gotta figure my life out.

IT'S 5 AM AND I CAN'T SLEEP.

The Word of the Day

Trust. What is it to me? Trust is a gift. To know that someone trusts you is an amazing feeling which is almost always taken for granted. To have full confidence in someone that he or she will have your back no matter what: It's something that should be cherished and revered.

It's human nature to survive, and an effect of this nature is self-reliance. To think that people can entrust others with their well-being despite these natural inclinations is unfathomable, and makes no sense from a scientific standpoint.

To me, trust is a form of love. Anyone I can tell my true feelings to is a person I deeply respect and love, either as a friend or a family member. Anyone who trusts me is someone who I would go to the ends of the earth for.

If someone tells you he trusts you with something, don't take it for granted. It's an outward sign of an unspoken love.

My brain is the fence around my heart. It's the thing that decides what goes in and what comes out.