(Source: itsnoteasybeinghuman)
A Soldier With A Syndrome
"The only person I'm trying to
impress is myself"
- Johnny Rotten
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“ I used to be afraid of the dark, when you’re six years old a shadowed bedroom can seem as terrifying as the nightsky must have been to ancient man and those things said to go bump in the night can feel just as real. I’d imagine something was hiding in the dark corners of my room, a monster or a ghost and I’d bolt upright in bed terrified screaming for my mother. Eventually I grew up got over it and learned that if I could just hang on the sun would always rise again. But then everything changed, then the night, dark came to me in something different that the turn was coming. So then the childish night terrors came right back, because now I’m one of those things that go bump.
Being human
“ People love that cliche “time heals all wounds” but live long enough and you’ll realize that most cliches are true. But I the end it comes down to the size of the wound, doesn’t it? If the wound is deep enough there might be no way to keep it from festering even if you have all the time you have.
Being human
“ The bonds you form with some people will make you look past anything, ignore what they’ve become. you’ll hang onto the version you want to remember not the one in front of you now. Friends, parents, mentors, we hold on to that idealized image of them even if its an allusion because if we can’t believe in them what does that say about us? Remembering that best version of our friends reminds us that we were that promising once. That strong, that alive.
Being Human
“ Even In the most hopeless battle there is a moment when the tide can turn, the supplies make it through. Reinforcements crest the hill. Where there was no possibility of rescue, a way presents itself. But when help finally arrives, is it for you or the enemy?
Being human
“ From the moment were born we’re put into categories we spend so much of our lives trying to find ourselves but the truth is there are only two categories, predator and prey. Once you chose which side you’re on, can you live with the consequences?
Being Human
“ One of the worst parts of dying was that split second that it hit me, mom and dad aren’t going to save me from this. I closed my eyes hoping that it was a bad dream, that mom would wake me up but instead I woke up into this. You don’t realize until its too late what your parents did to protect you from the truth. Our parents read us fairy tales thinking they’ll never have to explain that they aren’t real, thinking that they’ll be dead and gone before reality hits but blood is forever. 20, 30, 300 years down the line we still need a hand to reach for in the dark.
Being human
“ At the end of the day all any of us wants is to feel good. And whether its long wet kiss on a dark night or a needle in the arm, it’ll naw at you until you give in, until you let yourself feel good again. There is nothing else in the world that feels better than giving in to your inner monster. Every monster has their own version of an addiction, it’s written into our nature. We need the blood, the strength, the power. But the curse of us with darker urges is that when we let the cravings inside us take over, someone else pays the price. And when a monster sets sail for rock bottom there’s no telling what destruction he’ll leave in his wake.
Being human
“ Most people cant do it, cover up their true feelings, pretend to be something they’re not. But it doesn’t change who you are or what you are. If you hate what you are you’ll do anything to deny it. You’ll feed the lie until it becomes real but who you are doesn’t go away, it waits for you. We put so much work into hiding what’s really there, a new coat of paint on rotted wood, creative accounting, the comb-over. But then you realize that lie you’ve spent so much time crafting in the end the only person your lie ever fools is you.
Being Human
