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by starlite_33

by starlite_33

What is it that I hate the most?

People? This place? The world?

I can't choose.

I can be so calm for 20 hours and in those 4 I can be so angry.

Despite my anger I don't argue.

I hate it.

I won't make a point or explain something because I don't have the eagerness to prove myself.

Why should I prove myself?

I don't find the situation important enough for me to prove myself.

I feel like even if I was accused of a crime with a gun pointed in my head I'd gladly except my death.

Not that I am suicidal, but I have no issue pulling the trigger.

That's how much I hate arguing.

I hate hearing someone argue. Complain.

Please take your problems elsewhere.

I've heard enough.

The love I have for silence is more than the love I can give anyone.

The one thing I miss is quiet.

I miss the sound of nothing.

I'd marry that shit if I could.

I'd befriend it if possible.

I wonder how so many people don't realize how euphoric it is.

They'd rather be at parties, clubs, gatherings and outings.

Then again, most people fear it because their brain can get so loud if it's to quiet.

Me personally my brain relates to surrounding.

I must keep the environment quiet and calm so my brain can do the same.