Sometimes the grief that lives inside me gets close to unbearable. I hope to never feel this same way again. The irony of living with books is that though you understand more, you also are susceptible to hurting more, because you know why. And how it happened. We all hope, but it is a double-edged sword. It takes you to heights that you've never soared to before, and sometimes you find your footing in the clouds.
But often times you fall backwards onto the very sword that you put your chances on, and it hurts like a bitch. Some even call hope a demon, because it lifts you high up and throws you down like a wrestler.
Jesus, save me from this hell that I've gotten myself into.
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You know what pisses me off? Hypocrites. Sure, one can justify that everyone will be one at some point of their lives, and I can understand that. Double standards are a common reason why. You can think that someone's below you for doing 'A', but when you do 'A' you're like, "Oh it's different from what they did."
Okay, so how is that different? I learnt this the hard way where I had so many people call me a hypocrite because I said one thing was bad and then I went to do it anyways. You are not THAT special, contrary to popular belief.
You better wipe your own ass cause no one is going to clean up after your mess, and I know for sure that Karma will strike swift and deadly and knock you off your feet. And after all that you have done, I hope you never get back onto your feet because the world doesn't deserve to witness your dirty deeds.
Did you think that no one would see you for what you are? I do. And if anyone's the queen of hypocrisy, it's you. Calling someone out for pulling the victim card? Don't you do that too? The amount of humor I could mine from this is endless. The irony could probably feed anyone with iron deficiency. :)
Pot calling the kettle black, ain't it? Oh, I'm not pointing fingers. If you ever read this, you know who you are. The shoe fits only one person. And I'm saying all of these not because I care about you - you killed that part of me long ago. I'm saying all of these because hypocrisy needs to be told.
And on the account of our past friendship, let this post be a warning to you. Not from me only, but the ones who have seen you for what you really are.
A no-good, selfish, victim-playing little girl. I hope you find happiness in the things that you've thrown away our friendships/relationships for. 'Cause if you don't - we'll all be laughing.
