I never believed people are horrible and mean by their bone and flesh you know… I still think it’s just my unexplained, somewhat irrational anger that makes me say that. People aren’t all bad. But right now, I want to let you know… like really KNOW.. that you’re a horrible person. For all the mighty straight-forwardness you claim to put forth… you come off as a cold, crushing, and unpleasant concept.
Maybe I should be somewhat grateful to you for letting me see people differently. It’s sad, but you are an ugly, scathing reminder of the putrid beings we may just become. You live off other people in a way I cannot understand… I’m no holy guard of the right and fair… I just feel different, and I’m glad. I would hate to be you.
Atleast, I know who I don’t want to be around. And I want to be a better person. Someone who has learnt to love despite this.