(m)orning

This will be the first in a four part blog. This blog, and the following three, titled "(a)fternoon", "(e)vening" and "(n)ight" respectively will be based around my views on the world, my views on humanity, and my emotional state. If you don't like what you read, fuck off.

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Last night (19/3/2010) opened my eyes to a lot of things. People live for dramatics, it's natural. People live in constant curiosity. People don't care about you, from the day you leave the womb, you are alone.

I live in constant pain, but I don't care. The pain is familiar, it is welcoming. It is well known, while I push away whatever happiness I feel, because it is new to me. Pain keeps me feeling human, and whilst it doesn't keep me happy, or anything like that, it gives me a sense of belonging, as I know there are other people in this world who feel like I feel. Who hurt like I hurt
If I can achieve anything in my life, I want to make at least one person stop hurting. If I can make one person stop hurting, I will have that sense of accomplishment, and I will die happy.

It seems as though I have my own emotions, as well as passive emotions. I feel my own feelings, but I feel those of others also. I'm usually cheery around friends, if they're cheery. If everyone's quiet, I'm sad. Most of the time though, I've got my own feelings. It's crazy.