you know, it’s a wonder i am continually drawn to make new friends. on days like today i am reminded of the awful choices i have made in trusting some people. there’s just no way for me to know ahead of time if someone is going to be trustworthy or not, so i suppose the cautious thing to do is not give my trust so freely.
also, i am continually amazed by how some people will distort the events surrounding a situation, thereby taking the situation out of any context. it’s easy to prove equations when you get to change the meaning of, say, “multiply”.
i suppose this is what we all become at some point, me included: crazy, scrambling creatures desperate not to have any fingers pointed at them. well, point the fingers at me if need be. i’ve certainly fucked some shit up in my time, and i’m not proud of that, either. but no matter what you could ever say about or to me, i know what happened.
the one who turns her back first doesn’t have to deal with the responsibility of the betrayal; it’s the one who turns her back last.