Well, there are a few things I am thankful for:
Tumblr. Place, where I feel that maybe there are more creatures like me. Because there I find some faith in humanity, even after losing it all. There I realise that there maybe is some humanity left among us. That's where I find more people fighting their own minds and thoughts, people who survive, even though this world is not meant for them. For us.
My internet friends. People I've met once, twice in life, or never. People who give me hope, who teach me to look into future with a bit of hope and some dreams not yet crushed to dust by reality. People with whom I can be myself, who accept me, understand me. People like me. People of beautiful souls. People. Real people. More real than the ones I see every day.
My mind. My extraordinary, clever mind. I am thankful for it, even though I hate it oft times. My too clever mind that would never allow me for anything less then the best, keeps me awake in nights with thoughts and kills me a little every day with the way it sees the world. The same mind that makes me the cleverest person of my class, gets A's from tests it has never studied for, remembers things from classes to which it didn't pay the slightest attention. My clever, genius mind that kills me and saves me both daily.
Books. The fact they were invented. I don't think there are words to explain this.
Music.
Some of the people from my life. I will never be able to tell them everything, they will never understand who I actually am or how I actually feel. But they would do everything else for me. They were there when I dyed my hair violet, when I got my lip pierced... They would always be there if I needed a hug, chocolate or anything. They are true friends. They're not like me, but they love me nonetheless.
This one girl whose name I won't mention. She's person I look up to. She is funniest person I know, hilarious, crazy... She's always doing stupid things and making us all laugh... But there are those moments... those rare moments when she is serious for a while. And those moments are sometimes so close to bringing tears to my eyes. She's the most kind, supportive person I've ever met. We don't know each other well. We dance together, but not for that long and there are many of us, so we don't know the rest that well... and yet, when she asked, I found myself telling her of my hopes and dreams and she was just so kind, supportive, the most human person I know. Or today, she just approached me to congratulate me to winning school competition. Just like that.... I have no idea, how she knew, but she did. It was a few seconds, after that she became her crazy self again. But she left me wondering... who is truly this amazing person hiding behind never ending jokes... The loneliest people are the kindest... The saddest people smile the brightest... that's what always crosses my mind when it comes to her and I wonder... Who really this strange, amazing girl is? What is she hiding behind her japes?
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