Fake

August 22nd 2010

Getting use to this new facebook notes format. It's a lot more convenient I guess. What I really wanted to talk about was something that just appeared into my mind kind of like a misty shadow of the past hidden behind a fog of distraction. Those moments when you remember a moment where it was sweet yet bitter, well it didn't seem bitter at the moment but once you have gained knowledge of what was truly the right thing to do at that certain moment then it becomes quiet obvious and you feel dumb founded. You realize what's fake and what's real. I swear the youth need to be more seeing and not likened to a bat at day time. What the future holds probably will be smarter kids... hopefully they're to gain maturity as fast as their knowledge as well. So many things in this world that a child can be exposed to and it can change their lives. It's quiet powerful indeed. I really haven't explained why the topic is titled so. Fakes: whether it be relationships (which is what I thought of from my past), people (don't even get me started it would fill up another page of notes and then some), purses (haha I'm jk but seriously knock-offs can sometimes be degrading literally), emotions, smiles, laughs, etc. To distinguish such is quiet a wonderful gift. Now why mention the following above when it doesn't seem to make any relevance to what is fake. Well, my brain works that way, like flash backs, and picturing images in my head as I type and no it doesn't make sense to a lot of people but to those do make sense of it. Congratulations you've figured out one of the hardest things to figure out about me. That no one has ever been able to figure out. I hope I entertained you, puzzled you, or even enlightened you with my vast vocabulary. Just remember to never fall for fakes. The word fake doesn't even at all sound attractive. HA.

-Claire.