I am not a very nice person, or a fair one for that matter.
I can hate, and I don’t mean dislike but hate with a ferocious intensity that
takes even me aback, people who have done nothing to me personally but who I
see getting ultra frank with those I considered ‘mine’ sending all logic which
screams at me that the frankness is as much encouraged by the recipient from
whom I should and do have expectations as the giver who I should really in all
fairness not hold accountable for anything. Like I said I am not a very nice
person, neither am I logical and in the end that sucks for no one as much as I.
poetic justice has a name – my life!
4 comments:
I know EXACTLY what you mean.
'When I confronted the said girl, about being ultra frank with 'this stranger'
I was lambasted and given a huge tirade about how, much space is needed and, she needs to be left alone. And much worse, which I chose not to replicate here.
It has gotten to a very depressive point.
P.S. I cant emphasize, how glad I am to see you back :)
misery lurrves company eh Aly ;)
here it's not a special someone its a friend , make that WAS one.
You make me sound like a sadist, which sadly every one is.
We are loosing people way too quickly, aren't we? Gets scary at times, but then we have bling to keep us occupied. :(
A, you are one ;)
In a way better to lose those who don't deserve the special label then be deluded for longer no? Also I think it takes trials to make us appreciate our blessings so since the trials are compulsive better to bear it in silence.
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