It happens every time. People lose interest in me. They get tired of me. Suddenly, they don’t bother hitting me up anymore. The conversations become shorter. They forget about me and I just become a distant memory. I wonder if it’s my fault sometimes. But then I realize that people never stay in my life. And there’s nothing I can do about it.
cause what if they don’t WANT to do better? What if you’re the better person that they’ve always wanted? Don’t ever think to yourself that the other person can do better, because to them you’re the perfect one, you ARE the better for them. Otherwise they wouldn’t have accepted you in the first place.
I have the tendency to always say this when someone apologizes to me. Even when it’s not okay, I still say it. Why? Because I don’t want to push the situation further and further. I don’t want to make it worse than it has to be. But you know what? It’s not okay. What you did, it’s not okay and I’m not gonna pretend that it is anymore. I know that sometimes it’s best to forgive and forget, but sometimes maybe it’s best to just forget.
sat down and suddenly started to contemplate about how close you once were with someone? But, somewhere along the way, you guys drifted away. You question yourself if it was your fault or the person’s fault. In retrospect, you think of all the good times, the bad times, the wild times, the time when you used to be so close with that person. Now, years have gone by, you wonder if the person still remember you as much you as you do about him/her. You hesitate whether to initiate the conversation or wait for a message from the person… Sound familiar?
If you don’t know the ALL the details, than shut the fuck up and don’t spread shit.
It’s not my problem to deal with, but what YOU’RE doing is affecting those who are close to me. If you don’t have your facts straight, or if you’re unsure what they did or said. Don’t go around telling people what they did/said, cause that’s what starts shit, and it pisses people the fuck off. It’s better for you to keep that mouth of yours shut, because what comes out of it is just a load of fake and bullshit. Don’t say anything UNLESS you heard/seen it from the person yourself.
I used to think that when I got older, the world would make so much more sense. But you know what? The older I get, the more confusing it is to me. The more complicated it is. Harder. You’d think we’d be getting better at it. But there’s just more and more chaos. The pieces - they’re everywhere. And nobody knows what to do about it. I find myself grasping. You know that feeling? That feeling when you just want the right thing to fall into the right place, not only because it’s right, but because it would mean that such a thing is still possible? I want to believe that.