I AM ME. He is mine. We are ourselves.

Every time I met somebody I had a tendency of going surpassing myself. Tried my best to impress that person with my appearance, knowledge, words I used. The time has passed and I have learnt immensely from the hands-on experience I collected throughout. The clothes turned out to be too showy, too over the top hence intimidating and connection blocking. Knowledge, thou everyone seems to boast some, never is comparable and I takes a mass amount of time to arrive at a scrap of common ground [if not manipulated]; additionally, it goes without saying that in order to get to a person s/he needs time to process the data and really, genuinely approves and authorises you as a person whom s/he can trust, as sb to talk to on an equally same level and, least but God save me not lest, sb to respect. Then, there is no use of striving since it, from the very beginning, will be doomed to failure. When it comes to words, well, there is a significant decrease of high flown words which amount up to more than 3 syllables use among people of my age. Sadly.