I often feel so alone. Right now there is only about one person who I talk with a little bit more in real life. I often think of and imagine talking to my friends, but I rarely do. I don't know why. Maybe I don't want to poison them with my sadness.
I don't even know why I'm writing these anymore by Gekoncze, journal
I don't even know why I'm writing these anymore
How to look for the truth? Learn, learn and learn! This has nothing to do with school how you know it. You should find your own way of learning that suits you the most. School is the opposite of learning, it tries to disgust learning for you, to destroy the curiosity which you once had as a child, remember? Not all of school is bad though, there are sometimes teachers that want you to actually learn something, but people on top does not want you to learn anything other than how to serve them well and those dictate rules that schools have to follow. Knowledge is essential, how can you even take suspicion when something is wrong when don't know how things work? Learn to recognize the language of lies, you can do that only when you learn how they work and generally with enough knowledge about involved subjects. Ever heard about argumentation fallacies at school? (If yes then you probably had a very good teacher!) Look for evidence about a subject which is important to you, know there
It's been a long time since I last wrote down my dream, today I had an interesting one. I mean, Millie had it. I get more of her dreams now that she helps me much more with life issues. I couldn't handle it myself anymore. The dream was in pony world. It was night time in a forest, far away from civilization, with full moon lighting up the place, so it was not completely dark. There was a small house in the forest. It had two big windows in bedroom, creating a nice view to the forest with an empty area near the house, so you could lay down on a large bed and see the stars and the moon while falling asleep. Millie was inside alone, preparing to go sleep, no other pony was around. At least not in the house. Outside like from out of nowhere, a strange pony appeared, jumping from a bush near the house, quite close the window. Her appearance was a bit unusual, but I can't remember it very well unfortunately. It had a dark gray fur with light green contrast parts on it. Those were on her