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Iris.

Artificial strawberry candy.

"Beauty queen of only eighteen she had some trouble with herself."

Here lie the scattered thoughts, loose memories, and distant remains of a bygone me.


Foolish

I don’t understand why people are so inconsiderate. I don’t understand why people mistake “different” for “inferior.” I don’t understand why people don’t want to acknowledge others as fellow human beings. I don’t understand why our Asian community makes us all elitist assholes who treat other people like shit. I don’t understand why we’re convinced that we are the best and brightest. I don’t understand how that misconception gives people the right to step on others. I don’t understand why we sneer, judge, and pick apart people just to make ourselves feel better. I don’t understand why our society is based on hate. I don’t understand why our culture is all about selfishness instead of selflessness, meaninglessness instead of meaning.

I’m reading Tuesdays with Morrie, and I can’t fathom how Morrie can hold such an optimistic view of humanity. I don’t understand how “love always wins” if society doesn’t promote that. I don’t understand society. I don’t understand love. I don’t understand life—the frailty of it, the pertinacity of it.

I don’t understand at all.

Twelve long years of school, and I know nothing of this world.

  1. michellothere said: fuck i cannot agree any more to this
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