Monday 23 November 2009

Happiness.

friend (frěnd)
n.
  1. A person whom one knows, likes, and trusts.







Someone said something to me this weekend that stuck in my mind and hasn't left. It made me think of friendships from the past, how people treated me, and how I want to be treated today.

And the best thing is, I'm finally at peace and not upset anymore. Not because I forgive nor forget. But because I realize that I simply don't care.

The need to bitch about people behind their backs left me a long time ago. Why? Because I don't feel the need to bully/put down anyone else. I am, by no means, perfect. Until you ARE perfect, until you are free of criticism by others, and until noone has a bad word to say about you then you too have no right to either.

I defend many people. People that are disliked by a lot. But what are you gaining? And have you heard the full story? Something that happened recently made me realize that I hadnt.

People make mistakes. People who dont go out to hurt people intentionally are the good people. The people I want to be around. People who dont go out to intentionally hurt ME are the people I want to be around.

So say what you like about me. People have spent YEARS trying to make other people hate me. Some have suceeded. I don't want to be mates with people that can be swayed by other people's opinion anyway. So talk shit because really.. I actually don't care.




and sometimes.. just sometimes.. saying nothing at all when people say stuff about me to you is worse than joining in the conversation.

And sometimes.. some things just can't be forgotten and I will never ever forgive.