extremity.
f u ghh, in this day & age, it's fuuucking rare to find a l ooo ve, or so we call it, that is no-holds-bar, hands down, REAL.
it's rare. believe it or not, my confidante.
i'm beginning to really juxtapose truth with what we want to be the truth. honestly, it's vast. no surprise there. but when we take down that shield that we sooo frequently hide ourselves behind, and we truly say "well fuck, wait just a second, let's hear the TRUTH!"
..now that, my friend, is when hearts start to break, and that whole shitty friendship/relationship starts to go, well, for lack of a better term, down the drain.
let's put our asses in some sort of fucked up scenario here. we've all liked someone before, right? more than likely a LOT more than a couple of times. which, therefore, means that we've all had our hearts broken maybe a few times.
think back on that one fucking time where you got screwed over theee fucking worst.
hurts, does it not? and thinking back on it, were there signs to point to the truth all along? the fact of the matter is YES! the truth was there but you were tooo fucking blind by your mere infatuation with this good-for-nothing person that you let it past you.
and that's the moral i'm getting at today, if you're with someone, or just like someone, and you feel like there's something bad being brewed up, sense even the tiniest amount of SNAKEacitis in that person, SPEAK THE FUCK UP. because if you don't say anything, who will? and if you don't say it now, when will you? point is, be true to yourself, because lying to yourself only fucks you harder in the end. that's the end of my sermon, keep on trucking lovebirds. :)
it's rare. believe it or not, my confidante.
i'm beginning to really juxtapose truth with what we want to be the truth. honestly, it's vast. no surprise there. but when we take down that shield that we sooo frequently hide ourselves behind, and we truly say "well fuck, wait just a second, let's hear the TRUTH!"
..now that, my friend, is when hearts start to break, and that whole shitty friendship/relationship starts to go, well, for lack of a better term, down the drain.
let's put our asses in some sort of fucked up scenario here. we've all liked someone before, right? more than likely a LOT more than a couple of times. which, therefore, means that we've all had our hearts broken maybe a few times.
think back on that one fucking time where you got screwed over theee fucking worst.
hurts, does it not? and thinking back on it, were there signs to point to the truth all along? the fact of the matter is YES! the truth was there but you were tooo fucking blind by your mere infatuation with this good-for-nothing person that you let it past you.
and that's the moral i'm getting at today, if you're with someone, or just like someone, and you feel like there's something bad being brewed up, sense even the tiniest amount of SNAKEacitis in that person, SPEAK THE FUCK UP. because if you don't say anything, who will? and if you don't say it now, when will you? point is, be true to yourself, because lying to yourself only fucks you harder in the end. that's the end of my sermon, keep on trucking lovebirds. :)
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