And on another note, I'm sick of all this fucking pessimism.

That's all you hear in the world. Negativity. I'm sick of it. I don't want to hear "BUT YOU CAN'T" anymore. I hear it--it's a ringing echo from everybody I've ever met. Nobody believes in anything. Nobody has hope.

I have hope in humanity--and only God knows why--but nobody seems to have hope in me, which makes me despair.

Sometimes I wonder if it's better to close out the entire world from behind my wall and live in my own sunshiny little land... then I'm suddenly booted out by something, and I'm forced back into the world that I've grown to pity so much, because I can't merely stay away and shut up like everybody else does. I've tried being a pessimist, but I can't make it last. Sometimes I almost wish I could; then I wouldn't feel so sad when I hear "BUT YOU CAN'T!" from the entire world.

A free spirit in the state of freedom is truly a lonely person.