You know what’s great? Having to put on an act that you like somebody when in fact you can’t stand them. I feel like lately that’s all I do now, and I’m sick of it. If the situation was different, I would gladly be blunt about my dislike for them, and then I’d never have to pretend again. And the fact that I won’t see their precious faces ever again in a few months from now makes that offer all the more tempting… but I can’t. Because I don’t want to be one of those people who decides to fuck up every relationship they have right before they leave for college. And while I want to tell certain people off sometimes, there’s always a greater consequence for that… like my friends judging me, and soon they might turn on me too, and then I’ll have no one left.
However, some people need to be verbally abused so their ego can be knocked down a few notches… Maybe then they’ll learn.
“I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you’re going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you.”—C. JoyBell C (via venebelle)