A Good Imagination and a Pile of Junk

“It’s not you, it’s me.” or…something.

I’m getting tired of a lot of things. I’m getting tired of thinking I’m doing the right thing by hocking my soul to people who don’t treat me right under the guise of ‘doing the right thing’.

I fight a constant battle with selfishness and solitude; an elitism of sorts. But I over-react in the wrong direction as a misguided attempt to compensate.

I won’t be treated the way I’ve been treated. I would never do it to anybody else. Ever. And I won’t have it done to me.

I won’t be accused of being insensitive by the insensitive, cruel by the cruel, or absent by the absent.

Look to your own house before you criticize me.

And I’ll look to mine before I criticize you.

Hopefully we’ll meet on the other side.

THAT said, I have near infinite patience for people who are open and honest.

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