ignorance is bliss. that's a saying, whether you dispute the validity of it, remains true to me for now. precisely because i'm shutting out what you're trying to tell me that ignorance is not bliss, is itself an act of trying to be ignorant. it really does help. well i might seem like a turkey sticking her head into the sand, pretending the world around me is beautiful and nice, but it's not true. whatever the case, i wish life, relationships, matters could be simpler. no wonder babies are so happy. they hardly know anything. it can be an advice, or something that your close friend tells you. the intention could be good, wanting to help you change, learn, or be more aware, but the effect goes many ways. you can become stronger, change for the better, but deep inside, it was a stab. what makes that knife so sharp, is that it came from someone who meant something to you, someone who was/is close to you. so basically, things have been that way for a long time, it was just never said. it's scary, this feeling of being ignorant.yet precisely because i've learnt about stuff, about me, that i want to return to that blissful stage. you know, when everything really seemed fine. are they jealous of such ignorance? no they're not, continue believing that they have good intentions. i don' tknow, it's such a confusing world.

Pris