Avenge Or Revenge

I think some people were born to mess up other people's lives. It's
the one thing they are good at. No matter how hard they try to pretend
to do good, they end up destroying everything within there space.

I don't mean to judge anyone but I cant stand a fake. What's the use
of trying to be something you are obviously not? What's the use of
helping someone build something wherels you know you are the
destroyer? Why can't you build your own thing to destroy.

It takes years to build a person's confidence but it takes a minute to
destroy it. I don't understand why some of you feed off other hard
working people's misery. How do you live with yourselves knowing very
well how you destroyed someone's life? Do you even care? It takes a
heartless human being to sleep like a baby while another is suffering.
What do you call it? Revenge?

If you step on anyone's toe, you apologies and it ends there. Why
would you decide to take it further? Why would you want to cut out my
foot? I mean it was a mistake. When I woke up this morning I don't
remember planning to step on your toe. It's not my fault that your
feet lead your toe to obstruct my path. That's part of life. Why can't
you just let it go. Don't you have things to do? Or maybe you lack a
purpose; that's why you can't let it go, isn't it?

If I were you I would walk away. Dedicating your life to destroying
mine is a bad idea. The more you keep forcing the issue, the more
reasons you bring upon me to let go of my innocence. You seem to
forget I'm just as heartless as you are but the question is; can you
handle it? I know i can.

WHERE TO DRAW THE LINE...

Some of us we have no idea where to draw the line. This is the part
where common sense needs to be practised. I don't mind when you chase
every little skirt you see. I don't mind when you break hearts
everywhere you go, but i sure as hell mind when you play close to
home.

It's one thing to tell me stories about your little skirts. I laugh
just because of your hopeless brain. I have no idea why you told me
this kind of stories, maybe that's what guys talk about when they try
to impress each other. Your ignorance has mislead you. If your plan
was to make an enemy out of me, you did it.

Why would you think i wont find out about this? How long did you think
you'll last? Now that I know. I suggest from now on; you should watch
your back. You have broken an unspoken rule. You had a choice to walk
away, but you chose to stay. You have pretended to be a friend long
enough. Maybe it was a strategy, but then you have to live with the
consequences of your reckless actions. It's official, i'm pissed. Well
done.

The Delay Of My Future Plans!!!

I thought when you are called for an interview, the job is yours. The
only person who can jerpadise the interview is you and only you.
That's what i thought. Apparently i was horribly wrong.

It doesn't matter how hard you have worked to get that interview. It
doesn't matter how much you spent to get to that interview and it
doesn't matter how difficult the interview was. At the end of the day,
the decision is not yours for the making.

It takes one person to build or break your future. If you did not
perform beyond the expectation of an interviewer, you'll never get
that job. If you left an undesirable impression, forget about the job.
As soon as you walk out of the interview, you don't have a say in what
happens next.

Some of us when we are nervous, we can't give a 100%. We loose control
of the flow of our heartbeat but that's nature. You can't assume i
don't deserve the job just because i let my nerves control me. You can
not judge a person you met a second ago. I'm tired of sitting on my
intelligence.

I'm Not Thinking About You!

I heard what you said and i saw what you wrote. I've been told you
don't like the way i talk. I've been told you don't like the way i
think and i've been told you just don't like me at all. If i bother
you that much, why am i being told? Why can't you just tell me? I'm
starting to think maybe i'm standing in your way or something. Why
can't you walk around me? I mean this is a very big world. It may look
smaller in your eyes but trust me, it's huge.

I think you need a new hobby. This stressing about me thing is not
working out for both of us. The funny thing is that i don't even think
about you, i don't talk about you and i don't care about you. You
should know that even if you can disappear for a year, i won't even
notice you were missing. That's how little you mean to me.

I don't think you should waste a single thought on me. This imaginary
bond you have created between me and you, it has to be cut loose. Live
your life and let me live mine. It doesn't matter what you do with
your life, as long as I'm not in it.

OFCOURSE I'M ANGRY, WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU??

The greatest trick to get an angry person to deny being angry is to
ask them if they are angry. I can see you are angry, i can hear you
are angry but i can still ask you if you are angry. Why will you ask a
stupid question like that? The are two answers to that question, it's
either you want to fuel that anger or you are just being sarcastic.

HOW DO YOU COOL DOWN AN ANGRY PERSON?

I believe if you can turn a serious situation into a funny situation,
you have the power to control an angry person. If you can make that
person laugh at him/her self, you have done something remarkable. Not
just anyone can control an uncontrolable situation, it takes a special
someone to do so.

Most of the time people get angry because of a repeat offence. If you
step on my toe once i'll let it slide but then; if you step on the
same toe again, I can't be held responsible for what i can do while
i'm under the spell of anger.

Lesson Learned The Hard Way

I fought hard to get your attention. The thought of having someone
like you in my life kept me awake late at night. I couldn't sleep
without thinking of you. I refused to enjoy myself without the
pleasure of your company. I cheated myself off happiness thinking
you'll be the one to bring joy into my life.

I gave you too much power over me. What was i thinking? All the signs
were there, and i refused to pay attention. I hoped to reveal the best
in you. I believed in you and you have let me down.

How silly of me to think that way. Everything i have done seems
useless. I've wasted sleepless nights thinking about you. I could have
done something better with my time. My faith in you has vanished into
thin air. Whether you know it or not, you have wasted my time.

Either way, you unknowingly taught me a valuable lesson. Never put
your hopes and dreams in someone elses hands, you taught me that. I
can never let someone close enough to have an impact when they leave,
just because of you. Well done.

Don't Smile At Me

I don't smile for the reasons you smile. You don't have a clue why i'm
smiling at you, don't smile at me. Your eyes are decieving your brain.

I wasn't born a saint and i won't die a saint. All saints have died in
the past and sinners have lived into the future. Its about time you
quit trying to change me. I refuse to feed your need to turn me into
something only you desire. Its not my fault you found me along your
journey to your endless life. I wonder why you keep forgeting how easy
it is for me to get rid of you. If i remember corrently, i don't need
help to breath. Believe me when i say, I can live without you. I
suggest you start giving me a reason to keep you in my life. You don't
have an effect in my well being. Being with you have brought nothing
but constant judgements. I can't pretend anymore.

I'm tired of defending myself everytime i open my mouth. I'm tired of
apologising for being me. I've reached a point where i just don't care
anymore. Go, stay, either way, i don't care.

WHO DOES THAT???

The fun thing about being about the internet is that you get to chat
with a lot of different people with different backgrounds.
Unfortunately this means that you get to meet a bunch of idiots.

Out of all the idiots you meet, there's this one who tops them all.
That one who has the guts to place a profile picture with a dead
person horrible squashed by an angry crowed for some reason his brain
was splashed all over the floor. I get sick even writing about it. How
am i going to sleep with this image in my mind? If i knew there were
such heartless people who strive out of watching others suffer, i
would have choose not to be born.

If you saw something that horrific, why feel the need to show us? We
try so hard to keep away from the violance outside, i mean that's one
of the reasons why some of us joined the chating community. It doesn't
matter whether it's a little innocent baby born with a hole in the
chest, i don't want to see it. Stop forwarding disgusting things,
what's wrong with you? idiot.

Please Let Me GO

I tryed to please you, i tryed to understand you but all you do is
turn your back at me. Exactly what do you want from me? Did i ask for
your presence to be in my life? I don't recall that happening. I think
you painted the wrong image about me.

Exactly what do you know? I let you tag along when you in need of
company, i let you wet my shirt with those tears you brought when you
appeared on my door step. What were you thinking coming to me when you
in need? Do you even know how i feel everytime you drop a tear when
you visit? I'm beggining to question your presence in my life. I have
reached a point where i just don't care anymore. I'm tired of all the
sadness you showered me with, i'm tired of the hatered i suddenly
developed everytime i hear your name.

I think its time you went your way, i'm sure you are tired of me as
much as i am tired of you. I'm suffocating, walk away and let me
breath, i promise i wont follow you.

They Tricked Us

I always knew free social media sites are not to be trusted. They took
advantage of our honesty. I knew all this free membership stuff were
too good to be true, i should have saw it coming, i was tricked into
revealing my information, now its out there for the world to see.

Apparently when you register to a social network they keep a database
field with all your updates. It's field with details such us your
location, your activities, your likes, dislikes and you history. No
one told me they can store all that and use it for there own benefit.

No one should make money with my information, it does't matter whether
they do not completly reveal my detail, what matters is that they are
making money of it and i don't like it.

At the end of the day, the one to blame is me and no one else.
I could go back and change my details. But i can't. I'm stuck and i can't stand it.

I'M SORRY, IT WAS A MISTAKE

When a child breaks that one of a kind glass trophy you have worked
hard for, what do you do? It's either you beat the child or you slowly
pick it up piece by piece and you take it to a handyman and get it all
fixed. That's what we call a mistake being corrected. A mistake is
something that happens once. Anything that happens over and over again
is not a mistake, it does't matter how drunk you were or how lonely
you where, you can never justify lying as a mistake.

When most people come to there senses and start realising how idiotic
it was to lie, they hide behind the word 'mistake'. Sometimes you
even have to wonder if the person is really ok up stairs. How lonely
do you need to be in order for you to take morality away and hide
behind a mistake.

Have you ever considered the pain a mistake can cause? Only if you knew
how hard it is to understand the reason for lying, you will lock
away your 10 seconds desires and focus on what's infront of you.
Mistakes don't just happen by themselves or do they?...