I noticed that even as I’m making no progress towards getting to know some of the people I want to get to know, I’m getting a lot closer lately to at least three very special girls.

“After being left to die I was spared by the spirit Wan Shi Tong and lived for the better part of a century amongst the spirits returning to the mortal plane as if no time had passed but this time as a emissary of the knowledge spirit Wan Shi Tong. My master has long since hated how humans misuse the gifts bestowed upon them by the spirits only to gain advantage and kill each other and bending is the greatest of all gifts but do they respect it? No! they treat it as a plaything a tool of war or terror they do not deserve their power so my master has given me a way to take it away it is my job to steer the human race onto the right path the only thing blocking the way is the avatar the spirit in human clothes that killed me desecrated Wan Shi Tong’s library and most flagrantly abuses the power they have.”

Really clever huh? Well, most of it at least…what do you guys think?

I’m a psychic. I thought about what if the episode was spoiled the day before it was released. I go to the tags. SPOILERS. HOLY FUCK.

Sometimes I see people post shit on facebook about how they wish they had people to talk to and shit. And sometimes I comment on it and try to strike something up. But most of the time I don’t.

I’ve realized that when people say stuff like that, they’re really just talking to one or a few specific people that they actually wish would talk to them. And I’m pretty sure that 99 times out of 100,  I’m not one of them.

It’s not all bad though. If I tried hard I bet I could make a lot of people like me, including the people that constantly post shit like “omg y nobody talk 2 mi” when I’m sitting on my ass, bored as fuck goin down the news feed and then suddenly feel like breaking my face laughing and ruining my eyes crying [not literally]. If I tried hard, I bet I could make people get to enjoy talking to me after the initial “oh, this guy” every time.

But what’s the point? Life is life, and you can’t make everybody happy. Even though I’m only aiming for maybe four or five people at the most, the people I’m aiming for exist outside of my world. From the opaque outside view that is all that I have and that I cherish grandly, I see in them the signs of a culture that is forbidding to people like me, which is ironic given that its origins are rooted in acceptance for every person the mainstream could not support.

I don’t want to taint my dignity by trying so hard to change myself just for a few people that I think are interesting. What if they aren’t even so special anyways? Spoiler Alert: Chances are, they probably aren’t.

But either way, I would kill to be talking to the people that I want to talk to, and for them to actually enjoy it and come back wanting more.