You can’t just go around fucking with people’s emotions and expect any good to come of it. When you purposely say and do things to hurt people, you become the bad guy. And you know what? I’m not like you. I’m not the fucking bad guy. The reason I am the way I am is because too many assholes fucking tried to bring me down. Because people that I trusted the most betrayed me and fucking hurt me. I learned that basically everyone does, at some point, betray you. Or let you down and just generally disappoint you. So I shut everything and everyone out. I don’t think there’s anyone that I completely trust. There’s not many people I trust at all, really. If I don’t put myself out there, there’s nothing for me to lose. That’s what I learned from you. I also learned that if I have nothing to lose I have nothing to gain. And so life becomes painfully numbing due to being unfulfilling. It’s the same shit day after day. I’m not even saying you made me this way, because I know that I did. I consciously made myself this way in reaction to the way you are. So I hope you’re fucking proud of yourself. You’ve gotten people to kill themselves. You’ve mentally fucked the majority of society. You’ve made people, who could easily be generally happy and productive people, walking zombies. You’ve made people believe things about themselves…that aren’t even close to being true. You’ve made people feel worthless, hopeless, and wounded. You are the bad guy.
And the saddest part of all? Most of us have been the guy at some point.
Reblog if you don’t have a Tumblr.
I don’t even have a computer.
There is no chaos in the world, except the chaos which your mind creates. It is self-created in the sense that at its very centre is the false idea of oneself as a thing different and separate from other things. In reality you are not a thing, nor separate.
