Greetings readers, I’m back in the game.
No more playing nice, and benefit of the doubt is out the hell hole.

I’m sorry that you lack good faith, and you drown yourself with negativity. It took me quite a long while to figure out what you’re made of, and I’m pretty sure that you’re messed up at every level; filled with so much insecurities. Nobody has to know who exactly am I referring to, but I’ve learned so much more about you over the recent months; you can never judge a book by its cover. Its you that I’m referring to; you’ve surpassed my expectations on your level of pretense and insecurities.

You think you know it all, but you know nothing at all. You chose to feel how you feel about everything, purely self inflicted and an extremist when it comes to being narrow minded. The world does not revolve around what you think and how you feel all the time, if it does; you’ll be living more than one life at once right? I wish you could hear the truth about it all, and how horrible you’d feel to be so blinded by your perception of life. I can’t imagine how I’d feel knowing that the trust has long been broken, honesty’s been buried in the past and how foolish you look all the time.

Sucks to be you, I guess.

After all, its not me that you’re hurting.
We’re already halfway out the door.

Related posts:

1. When I Look At You.
2. Its the Keeper’s Birthday!
3. Halfway Out The Door.

Posted on Tuesday, July 12th, 2011 in Blogosphere, Cheerio thinks a lot, Love & Romance, Personal Writing Masterpieces. Subscribe to this comment feed. Leave a response, or trackback from your own site.