i'm not playing a game
it's certainly no secret that i may have the worst taste in character that i know of.
and it's ironic, really, because the fact of the matter is that i see the red flags almost instantly. the problem lies, i suppose, in my inability to function like a normal human being and avoid possible destructive personalities. i think that i can somehow manuver myself away from these near explosions but really i just become the catalyst.
but i suppose i could chalk it up to a personality flaw in myself. everyone is doomed to repeat the same mistakes over and over again... that's what a life sentence is based on, pretty much. that's another thing, though: when you know that poeple can't usually refrain from committing the same actions over and over, what ever drives you to think that a person has changed? and yet, every single time i see certain people, i think to myself: that person has changed, really changed. turned their life around, sees a new light.
what bullshiiiit. i mean, how eager was whats-his-name to do anything i might agree or consent to the instant he felt that i might be interested? even in the given circumstances? jesus christ.
and so, armed with my new knowledge, i have taken to telling the truth at all times. or not telling at all. that way, a person knows exactly what they are getting themselves into and how i might feel about them.
yep.
and it's ironic, really, because the fact of the matter is that i see the red flags almost instantly. the problem lies, i suppose, in my inability to function like a normal human being and avoid possible destructive personalities. i think that i can somehow manuver myself away from these near explosions but really i just become the catalyst.
but i suppose i could chalk it up to a personality flaw in myself. everyone is doomed to repeat the same mistakes over and over again... that's what a life sentence is based on, pretty much. that's another thing, though: when you know that poeple can't usually refrain from committing the same actions over and over, what ever drives you to think that a person has changed? and yet, every single time i see certain people, i think to myself: that person has changed, really changed. turned their life around, sees a new light.
what bullshiiiit. i mean, how eager was whats-his-name to do anything i might agree or consent to the instant he felt that i might be interested? even in the given circumstances? jesus christ.
and so, armed with my new knowledge, i have taken to telling the truth at all times. or not telling at all. that way, a person knows exactly what they are getting themselves into and how i might feel about them.
yep.
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