I despise creating needless enemies. I do not want to waste my time shitting on you, destroying each and every one of your sentences and just simply, make your life with me in it terrible. Which in the case where you cut ties off with me will spell out my victory. Whenever something makes a mistake, I perceive it as some kind of punishment, divine retribution for something I did earlier. Or I look to a favour they have done for me in the past which will now be repaid. I desperately seek a reason to keep them on my neutral to good side. Because I despise wasting my time. I'd rather spend my time plotting what to do in my spare time rather then plotting on how to make your life hard or harder than it already is.

And so I've come to terms. I've stated this before. People are not to be trusted. I've always assumed that I've been bitched about. And again, I have to admit, I don't give a damn about it. It's a natural part in life, in growing up, to be used and discarded, to be ditched, to be loved, to witness all the masks around you and create your own mask to join them. Masks can be tossed away, but you will always be wearing one. Never to escape. No one is perfect, everyone has flaws, and to feel better about ourselves, to attain our own sense of self-satisfaction, we expose those flaws and monopolize them as entertainment, because we are human beings. Pathetic human beings who aspire to trample upon one another, hiding behind their fake smiles, fake compliments and fake actions. The only true thing about them is their mask. Though we can't see it. We see, but we don't. We know, but we don't. Or maybe we don't want to. I've prepared myself. Prepared myself with this so called thing known as "betrayal". Though it won't be an ambush when it hits me. It will be an anticipated strike, which I will fully absorb or merely escape. I am prepared and I shall face it head-on when the time comes.

Choose a superpower. Oh, to read people's minds? How cool would that be? No. Ignorance is bliss or knowledge is power. It is one or the other. To truly know someone's thoughts or to live a fake relationship. Which one is more satisfying? Which one would you prefer. To falsely place our trust in people or to know all their intentions and motives, what could that do to you? Inevitable and excruciating trauma. But knowledge is power. To know is to risk everything. And to gamble such a thing in the first place is foolish. Foolishness comes at a price. A price that you will regret and a reward that you might regret. But to access the truth. It's worth. Only from your perspective. Your perspective and your eyes will tell you the answer.