I'm a product of opposing forces! I want to be a cynic, scream "eff it all!" but I want to be a lover and hold onto you all. I want to keep the ones I like around to join me in my solitude. I want to bleed colors and see greys.

Hey, I'm not the first to despise the average, and I'm not the only one.

My friend from jr. high is going shopping for a wedding dress tomorrow. And my pretentious attitude is creeping up again! Because face it, I think I know best, for some reason. I just feel like they'd get it if they could see things the way we see them... Stop!

It's difficult to explain it, the words aren't working well right now. Or I'm just as confused as the rest. Both. Neither. Everything. Nothing.

Nights like these. (These rare nights where I can't find sleep, I curl up pantsless in my nest, my hair a wreck, my thoughts on everything unimportant...) Nights like these, I just want to be honest. Honestly, I want to cuddle the crap out of everyone. I want to cuddle them so hard. And also show them some sense/nonsense/whatever.

This is a dumb post. Go to sleep.