You drink a glass of water.
I say, “You drank a glass of water.”
… that’s a fact, yes? Not opinion. Not snark. Fact.
I’m only stating what you did. Not twisting anything or lying, yes? Fact.
I’m not the bitch you’re trying to cast me as and I never played the victim either. There doesn’t have to be a good guy and a bad guy and it’s childish to force these roles onto people to rationalize things in your head.
It kinda makes me sad to see people behave in such a way that’s unbecoming and unexpected of them. Life is meant to be lived and enjoyed not spent trolling a person’s account looking for an excuse to be insulting. Shouldn’t you have better/funner/excitinger/lovinger things to do? I know I do.
#Justsayin
After a delicious glass of this I painted 3 walls and a bookshelf. Feelin’ a little methy right now.
I’ve tried convincing myself that I’m making a mistake. People don’t change, right? But from the other pov, it’s been almost a decade and don’t people grow up? How long can you blame someone for something they did when they were young and immature?
All I know is that I’m really happy right now. So I’m going to stop worrying about the future and dwelling on the past and I’m just going to enjoy the here and now.
And I know my friends will judge me for it; but I’m happy. So… fuck it.
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