Neoro~n wrote...
I've been thinking....
I may be hated, I may be loved, I may be respected, I may be shunned, I may be feared, I may be welcomed, I may be a role model, I may be a nobody, I may be strong, I may be weak, I may be good looking, I may be ugly, I may be smart, I may be stupid, I may be normal, I may be different, I may be unique, I may be a stereotype, I may be a friend, I may be an enemy, I may be lonely, I may be popular, I may be kind, I may be mean, I may be useless, I may be important and the list goes on.
Why does that have to affect me and the people around me? Those are only but mere words to categorize me, to group me. What exactly does it mean to be me?
I may just be putting up a front to attract certain crowds or it just might be the real me.
What exactly proves that I am me? Without outside influences, without words from others, it's practically impossible to find the answer.
I jusy might be a projection of what you hate, love, respect, shun.
Ergo, no one is "something" by himself.
Everyone is simply an accumulation of their characteristics and properties.
We're nothing but the sum of our histories.