Thread #12

     Number twelve, my favorite number. I've become lost in the moment and started to actually live within it. Its quite nice however I miss daydreaming, appreciating the things around me so tastefully. Bonding with more and more acquaintances as of lately, I have started to realize the gargantuan influence it has on me. I always say, birds of a feather flock together, however, what if the birds within the flock don't match at all. Only trait being birds, humans in this matter. Physically, somewhat, but mentally, its a red thread board. In a friend group there are so many outlets as to what and who you can hang out with and what you can gain in general. Wired as animals, we are more confident, prone to be outgoing in a herd of our own flock. Acceptance and love is an enormous factor in our lives that has stationed our individual habits we use to socialize on the daily. I've been wondering about the quotient of one's sexuality in relation to a parent or guardian's relationship with them. Most commonly I've seen the correlation between one's sexuality and how they were raised emotionally in connection to acceptance. Inconsistency versus consistency within their relationship bleeds into their liking to others platonically and ultimately sexually. 

    "No" love seems to suffice the decision for an altering life change, ultimately spreading your own wings into a new territory since the one you are of doesn't seem to have what you are looking for. Simplicity in people is noticeable until you make it unnoticeable with your own complications in your head, emotionally. Emotions, emotions, emotions, it can get the best of us. To avoid this, overthinking is bliss and ignorance socially, it comes quite handy. However, it is when we overthink that we believe we should make up something so grand and vulgar by altering our life. Not necessarily a bad thing, but with time and patience all in the past fades due to up and coming memories, it all matters on how the past is processed and whether or not you leave it behind. The past is in the past until you keep its memory in the present. I know, quite poetic and cheesy but it's true. Is the absence of love and acceptance leading toward a brand new generation of constantly changing peers only for them to find their way around nothing to fit their loving needs? Is it their own idea to believe that changing yourself physically will make others accept you emotionally? It isn't quite connected, a scrambled thought but definitely one to keep in mind for when you decipher your feelings.