Dreamer

You are the universe, expressing itself as human for a little while.

Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.

I hate most people. And I don’t want to, it’s an awful way to be. But the human race gives me no comfort. I find myself turning to books and films for comfort still. It’s repulsive, because one’s life consists of people, not things.

When it comes to happiness we are all searching for it. Searching for something to heal us, something to provide us with joy and warmth. Looking for a small piece of reassurance in a world that quite frankly longs to tear us down. We search in objects, materialistic items, and our exterior. We buy things we believe will heal us and never consider what is actually inside us. As humans, we fail to look inside ourselves, question what our souls needs, our hearts desire and our minds crave. Maybe that is where our faults lie. In order to find this ‘happiness’ we need to consider what we believe in, how we view happiness and how happiness belongs in our lives.