Okay, so Pushing Daisies was a beautiful TV show that aired for two season and got cancelled way too soon. So was Wonderfalls. And Wonderfalls was the only show that ever made me question the universe and everything, and our entire existence. And since I finished Wonderfalls, I haven't been able to get out of my existential crisis phase.
I don't know. None of us really know. We choose to believe, but we can never really know for sure. We can never be sure of anything.
And nowadays, I literally do not like talking to people unnecessarily. I don't feel like making small talk, and I couldn't care less what people think of me. I'm weird. I know I'm weird. But I really don't care for other people's criticism.(Except about my writing. Constructive criticism about my writing is always welcome :))
I like happy endings. I really really like happy endings, and I don't know why I ever pretended that I didn't, but I do. I pretend with everyone. I hate that I'm some sort of fake me with most people I know. And I'm not exactly fake either. It's just, I don't ever tell people random details about me, and in the end, the random details are the things that matter the most.
But I'm trying to be more me. So I guess that's progress.
It's just tiring trying to not be yourself. So be yourself, Be however weird you want and don't let other people's stupidity make you think any less of yourself.
And yes, this is me, Vika. I do fangirl extensively, but I get philosophical at weird times of the day...
~Vika
P.S. I GOT THROUGH AN ENTIRE CHAPTER WITHOUT CALLING ANYONE HOT OR FANGIRLING!
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