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5.2.10

I, I, I.


I keep writing these posts, thinking them up and erasing them clean because they are so overwhelmed with the word 'I'; just like this one will be. It's tiring, to be alone with myself continuously, even when there are people physically around me, I am alone in my head. Thinking about thoughts that start and then circle and then conclude with 'I'. I want, I wish, I could've, I shouldn't, this is not what 'I' am supposed to be.

It's fucking tiring.
It's tiring to be so narcissistic. We are so lost with ourselves. So encapsulated in our impermeable blanket of goals, and desires and ego. I miss being able to indulge in other people's lives, their ideas, their problems.

I think I should substitute the word 'I' with 'one', but how pretentious can one be to use 'one' to refer to herself as if she was separate from herself. How pretentious of one to vitiate language. Because after all, one may have vowed not to follow the advice of one's Essay Writing 101 professor.

btw, i just am.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well, I don't know about you, I never do. All I know is me. And I'm sure you don't know about me either. So speak about only yourself. It's not narcissism, it's actually humility. Wouldn't you say?

Rabita said...

Beeteedubs.

certainepic said...

well thanks for thinking i am humble.

Anonymous said...

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Certainepic said...

gah, how i hate anonymity.

Anonymous said...

But isn't it fun to keep guessing?

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