Dark Drugs.
Unsurprisingly, I've been re-acquainting myself with the pastas. I guess the horror adrenaline keeps me on guard for any more panic attacks. LOL. Ironic, I know.
Some of the friends I made here aren't as bad. I admit that I may have even sported a few soft spots for them. Then again, I've always found myself to be a tad lenient to those I consider friends. And I don't even have that many of them. Most are just what I call acquaintances.
They're okay.
Sore yori, I'm starting to think that I should cut some slack on the depressive songs and stories because for one, they don't help much other than give me entertainment. Two, they could be adding up my own depression.
Not very helpful, isn't it?
But as always, dark things are very inevitably addictive. Once you're hooked, well, I can't say for the rest. I've always thought they were beautiful. Hiding several meanings under one line, or maybe even a word is unnervingly smart, and I'm known to have a thing for intelligence.
For example, I would say, Kuroshitsuji.
I mean, I love Ciel to bits but the anime is getting more and more dark for me. I'm a recovering patient(or so I would like to believe) and though I know at the back of my mind that continuing my obsession for Kuroshitsuji isn't helpful (ha.), I can't just stop what I started. How about taking a break?
I'll still download the continuation of Kuroshitsuji : The Book Of Circus but perhaps I'll save it for later when I'm a lot more stablementally.
The pastas? They're not depressing, they're scary. They don't mess with psychology like chess and whatnot, they just randomly kill people.
The meaning of life means nothing to them. Yet somehow I find some entertainment in them, laid more in their profiles or personalities than their insanity.
Unsurprisingly, it disturbs my friend a lot(like totally freaked her out) when she saw me laughing at the stories of Slenderman or Eyeless Jack or even Ben Drowned. The funniest would be JTK,though. Don't tell her I said that.
Though another friend of mine don't seem to mind Ticci Toby.
As with the Law Of Attraction, freaks attract freaks.
I wonder why that didn't seem to apply to relationships. (?)
Other than that, I've been progressing quite well.
I don't have much problem with my studies, rather I enjoy them- at least I do the core courses. Can't say much for the add-courses, I'm afraid.
I take pride in my ability (and persistence) to put a very impenetrable and impossible-to-climb wall between personal and work.
Honestly, the only problems are within my head.
Some of the friends I made here aren't as bad. I admit that I may have even sported a few soft spots for them. Then again, I've always found myself to be a tad lenient to those I consider friends. And I don't even have that many of them. Most are just what I call acquaintances.
They're okay.
Sore yori, I'm starting to think that I should cut some slack on the depressive songs and stories because for one, they don't help much other than give me entertainment. Two, they could be adding up my own depression.
Not very helpful, isn't it?
But as always, dark things are very inevitably addictive. Once you're hooked, well, I can't say for the rest. I've always thought they were beautiful. Hiding several meanings under one line, or maybe even a word is unnervingly smart, and I'm known to have a thing for intelligence.
For example, I would say, Kuroshitsuji.
I mean, I love Ciel to bits but the anime is getting more and more dark for me. I'm a recovering patient
I'll still download the continuation of Kuroshitsuji : The Book Of Circus but perhaps I'll save it for later when I'm a lot more stable
The pastas? They're not depressing, they're scary. They don't mess with psychology like chess and whatnot, they just randomly kill people.
The meaning of life means nothing to them. Yet somehow I find some entertainment in them, laid more in their profiles or personalities than their insanity.
Unsurprisingly, it disturbs my friend a lot
Though another friend of mine don't seem to mind Ticci Toby.
As with the Law Of Attraction, freaks attract freaks.
I wonder why that didn't seem to apply to relationships. (?)
Other than that, I've been progressing quite well.
I don't have much problem with my studies, rather I enjoy them- at least I do the core courses. Can't say much for the add-courses, I'm afraid.
I take pride in my ability (and persistence) to put a very impenetrable and impossible-to-climb wall between personal and work.
Honestly, the only problems are within my head.
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