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Sep. 12th, 2010 09:58 pmNothing like a trip to Barnes N' Noble, a place that should've energized me, to remind you how awkward and friendless you are. And the friends that you do have live too far away.
I have no idea why I keep thinking of Skull Kid, even to this day as I pick up the Majora's Mask manga out of nostalgia? Maybe because we're both lonely. Maybe because the close friends you do have remind you of this, remind you what you've been missing. Though I sure as hell hope I'm not as destructive and crazy as he was under the influence of Majora. But maybe he still did those things and I should be mad at him. Maybe I am but I'm not either. Maybe I relate too much to be mad. Maybe it's like looking at myself in the mirror and becoming saddened from what I see. It hurts.
I have no idea why I keep thinking of Skull Kid, even to this day as I pick up the Majora's Mask manga out of nostalgia? Maybe because we're both lonely. Maybe because the close friends you do have remind you of this, remind you what you've been missing. Though I sure as hell hope I'm not as destructive and crazy as he was under the influence of Majora. But maybe he still did those things and I should be mad at him. Maybe I am but I'm not either. Maybe I relate too much to be mad. Maybe it's like looking at myself in the mirror and becoming saddened from what I see. It hurts.
