Rock Candy

So I really like the candy called Gushers! -Ima fatty so sue me! lol-

They are fruity little candies made of taffy, I think :-/, and in the middle of those gushers is a sweet liquid. A whole box can get gone some days with me. lol

But tonight, I’m not talking about Gushers as it relates to my love of candy, but rather, how it relates to people. People who have this tough exterior but are really…just not that.

I feel as though I, personally, people would  have a much easier time being themselves. Though, of course, we live in a time where many people feel that this is not the case. Call it a front, call it defense mechanism, call it what you will, but faking the funk will never be a success. Yes, you may feel you have won for some brief moment or even an extended amount of time, but there will come a time when all of it comes down like a mountain crashing down on you.

I relate it to a rockslide…Now rockslides can be a huge and tragic occurence. And what’s so amazing about it is that it can be started by the smallest little pebble. Now think, you can pretend that you are “hard” or nonchalant or what have you, and fakeout people around you. You can even try to fake yourself out…But you can’t. Because in the back of your mind, there is that true part of you that rebels against everything that you are doing. And that little thought, that little piece of you, is enough to bring down your whole fake persona.

That’s why some people who SAY they don’t need people, can’t be alone. They don’t want to face themselves. They don’t want to hear that little voice that knows that what you’re doing is bullshit. And you know it too.

And of course, with rockslides there is collateral damage. So don’t think that you will be the only one hurt in it. People around you who liked you for who you truly were will be alienated from you, and the people who know you for your persona will ridicule you for being someone you’re not.

So many times I will statuses on facebook, or tweets on twitter, that read something like “I dont care about your feelings Ima do me!” or some kind of similar thing and I immediately think “….But if you dont care…why say anything about it? Your just letting the person your tweeting about, me, and everyone else know that you actually care MORE.” Sadly, those people will contend that they don’t care. Rather ironic when saying you don’t care means I do care.

But I will stop this rant blog about these Gusher people, and their rockslides…I only wish that they could see what everyone else clearly does.

Gone and Marinate on that

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