...if I squint.
Amid the joking about being evil. or spiteful. or hateful... I like to believe I'm a good person. Someone who wants the best for perhaps not the whole world, but my friends and family. And those who have been my family.
Secretly?
I think I might not be all that good. I think I just hide it better the worse I get.
Secretly?
I hope someday that he feels abandoned... and so wounded that after a year he still can't see straight some afternoons.
posted by gormley at 4:13 PM
4 Comments:
id like to think im a good person too, but i hope he feels that way...not secretly at all.
xo
Anyway, I don't trust people who aren't secretly slightly evil. It shows a lack of moral fiber. And also it's just boring.
as evidenced by todays lyrical ims:
he will never be self aware enough to feel that wounded.
you take care of you, baby
and dont worry about him.
He has moved on and its time for you to do the same. Why continue to torture yourself? If he's so awful let it go.
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