Rant 101.

I just can't help asking out certain questions. I forget that these questions are capable of being perceived in a way that it totally isn't supposed to. But intentions are as irrelevant as they come, aren't they?

Hello there, I am the Earthian.

 I wonder if there ever will be a situation where I wouldn't feel guilty for asking such a question out loud. And its not even the fault of the person I'm asking the question to. Its mine. Even if they did judge me for asking such a question out loud, the fault is mine. Not that I shouldn't ask them in the first place or not think about asking it after I did so, but something always feels wrong when it comes to me and someone else. It doesn't matter who the other person is. It never works out. I'm okay with it not working out other people, that's just bound to happen. But it doesn't work out with my own self. Me, the person I see when I stand in front of the mirror, the person I have no choice but to spend time with. Don't get me wrong, sometimes, its a blast. But as much as it is capable of being a blast, it is capable of being a bummer. Ah, I am getting carried away. See you around tomorrow.

Love, peace.