It's a sad fucking state of affairs when this is what consumes us daily, from waking moment to eyelids crashing, all I ever hear is the amount of shit people are talking. It's enough for you turn off everything just long enough to not have to listen to the garbage that comes through the texts, the calls, the comments, and the messages. Long enough to stop pulling your hair out, long enough to focus on something productive, long enough for a good nights sleep.
I'll never understand a persons need to put someone else down. Making yourself a "bigger and better" boy or girl at the expense of another. If people put in as many hours into doing something thoughtful or something beautiful as they do at the rumor mill, I'd be willing to put my last shiny american dollar down you'd be having a better time. Period.
Think me a man or monster or whatever, I really don't care. I know I'v pissed off my fair share. Going through life trying please everyone is only gonna get you nowhere. There will always be someone out there who thinks you a piece of dirt, just how the story goes comrades. Your better of believing everything you heard is true anyway, it makes for the real truths that much more surprising.
I suppose the point I'm getting at is just that. Friends be friends, problems be resolved and water be under built bridges. Carrying on and harboring ill will over trivial nonsense makes for a much more depressing life. All easier typed then done surely, but take a second to look at what your doing. I wish people would get as excited over being positive to someone else than when talking the proverbial smack behind their backs.
But that's just not how it goes. Allow me to apologize in closing to anybody I'v ever hurt. Continue on with the stories, both true and fake alike. As you were.
As we all were
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