On a random tangent, human beings are the most curious things I've learned. The mass amount tangled community that in and up itself tries to build up what it's destroying you know? So many of us idolizing and considering the mass amount of people on aspects of only if their any good and or how well your match in mindset. I've noticed that doesn't really change, be it someone you love, or someone you wish loved better. Like somehow we independently as people of society have learned that were only any good if we look good in their eyes and we're kind enough to be loved. But still we carry all doubt within ourselves and others by keeping our late night vents, our crying thoughts, and somber solitude all to ourselves in the middle of the night. The only slight comfort being the care we seek isn't there for anyone but the ones who will hear our late night tangents and rants..?¿://¿?\\:?