| | About Me
This is all non-fiction.
I enjoy the company of those who can
appreciate the simple things. I generally like people until they start
making a lot of noise; then I just want to.. get away. I like artsy
people since I feel like I can share their perspective on things. The
same goes for anyone else I encounter, but I might not necessarily like
them. I do not hate things, save for indifference. I dislike people who
talk too much and say too little, and I especially dislike grating
voices, whether they be in close proximity or just within earshot. I
like people who can believe what I say until the moment I tell them it
wasn't true, but can then understand that I didn't mean to hurt them
with my deception. I just like understanding, plain and simple. I
dislike cowards, fakes, and sadists. I don't mind backstabbers and
liars, because I am a backstabber and a liar, and as long as we're
honest about that one thing (who we are), then it won't be long until
the rest of humanity realizes just how terrible it has truly become,
and it'll all be justified. I also like people who smile, even if I
don't smile as much as I should, and in that way I'm kind of selfish. I
repeat myself sometimes. I dislike cowards, fakes, and sadists.
Oftentimes I'll find all three wrapped up into one, and the trifecta
will draw me in until I'm within biting range. I am not a coward, a
fake, or a sadist, and again, I don't lie when it comes to matters of
identity.
On cowards: they will lie to and ignore people out
of their own fear or insecurity. They will try to avoid undesirable
situations, and many times make the situations even worse. They hurt
people that they can save, and when given the option, they will turn
and run, rather than stand firmly for what they know is right.
Sometimes, however, they won't even know what "right" is, and that's
just a damned shame, because it means they're hopeless. They will keep
running and running and lying and remaining complacent until one day
they run themselves out, and all the troubles that they've escaped
will, in the end, bear down on them all at once.
On fakes: Some
people are good at it, and some people aren't, but no matter how good
someone is at masking their true self, someone close will always see
through it and then have a sad, sorry realization about the person they
thought was so intelligent, so unique, so tortured, so badass. I'll
make this short: keep it up, keep it up so that the genuine ones can
use you as a stepladder.
On sadists: Those who take pleasure in the suffering of others disgust me to no end.
And now, it pains me to think about just how close I was to all three.
I have serenity. I have courage. I have wisdom.
As I write about myself, I have been edited for content and formatted to fit your screen. Enjoy the show.
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