Unattainable (adj): Impossible to reach, inaccessible, reachless, unachievable When you spend your life reaching for the unreachable, do we ever get there? or was the effort all in vain? Do we really fall in love, or do we fall in love with the unattainable?
Monday, 2 April 2012
In sanity
Honestly and truly, I don’t believe the world is split into crazy and sane. Everyone is crazy. Period. Some are just more obvious than others. When someone’s lack of sanity is more visible to the world, they are labeled as so. The way that dysfunctional toys at a toy factory are labeled as defected and sent back to be fixed. Just like humans. They always try to fix people so that they’re “normal”. But normal really just means that your crazy is hidden. And if it is more hidden, it is harder to spot. Like tattoos. Some tattoos are on your arms or legs, so once someone sees you, they immediately label you as either dangerous, or sadistic or something. Well, maybe I’m exaggerating, but something along those lines. And some tattoos are somewhere hidden underneath your clothes, which no one can see, therefore they can’t label you as easily, but it’s still there. See, everyone has a tattoo, some are just hidden underneath clothes, some are partly visible, and some are completely out there, for the world to see
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