Listening to: Losing My Way - Justin Timberlake
I spent some time thinking.
And I find it funny how much people don't really know me.
I mean, there are my friends, who know more about me than I probably do. And then there's peoples perception of me, which might be accurate, might not be.
I know some people who read this blog, and only this blog will think I'm a boy crazy girl, who is pathetic enough to beg for ex-boyfriends back.
And then I have ex-boyfriends calling me miss independent.
I don't know. I think everybody views the world a little bit differently. How do we know that the shade of blue that we see the sky in, is the same shade of blue for the person next to us? I mean, there are general consensuses, like the fact that the sky IS blue. But is it the same?
So if we get different perceptions of all details, then how can we say we really know somebody? How we view them is certainly not the same way they view themselves.
Do we only know our perception of them?
Does anybody actually have a real them?
Or is it all a trick of the mind?