Heres the hard part: understanding.
We're not all perfect right? Of course. So why can't we accept each other and their mistakes? Now, i'm not just dissing this planet because I know I do this, too. I'm just saying that i wish I was [pefect] even though I know its never going to happen. But I want to ask a something. If someone who you've loved literally your whole life lies to you, you have a right to know why and what they did don't you? But even when you ask you know they're lying and you're scared for them aren't you? They know you are, but they don't think you'll understand if they give you the real answer. So what are you supposed to feel? Mad? But they're trying to protect you right? so then why aren't you tyhanking them? Because they messed up your life thats why. Not that that means they don't love you anymore. Some things really just are too hard to understand.
The confusing things that happen to me from family to curious friends, from wanting to see people I've met before to my eternal quest to find every pair of converse, episode of the old Twilight Zone and I Love Lucy I want.
