There’s a saying: sometimes when you reach a life milestone, you wind up losing a friend.
It is a hard pill to swallow, but it happens.
I refuse to deal with such negative energy. I am not about that. I said something hurtful to them, I apologized, I gave my word that it would never happen again, they forgave me. Or so I thought.
I have a shit ton of problems, but when I give you my word, that is a blood fucking oath. So if someone is dumb enough to question that even the tiniest bit, you’re goddamn fucking right I am going to lose my temper.
If that’s not good enough for someone: fuck them. I don’t need that negative energy in my life. I am trying my best to evolve as a person, and I will not let anyone or anything compromise the progress I am making.
Make all the profiles you want.
To anyone who has had a friend turn on them:
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
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