i wonder if my actions are what are to blame or if it is my immaturity. maybe it is not either, maybe it is human nature. i have a problem with people's conceptions of what is right and what is wrong, but if i break them i will certainly be just that - wrong. i can't adhere to them, they are all based on finding just one thing right in the whole world, but in my experience there are so many rights (as well as so many wrongs, but that is a completely different story.) i have put myself in a position some people crave but one i have avoided for as long as i can remember. comfort, i like, but relying on something constant for security is something i don't ever want. there are so little constant factors in my life and i like it. there are the people and my room will always be red and i will always forget something when i leave the house but that's all i need. right? don't feed me bullshit.
