I believe it’s good to root out those people who eat into your life like a malicious internet worm. I had this ‘motivational’ talk by one of the teachers in school, and he taught me how to be selfish at times. It sounds a little morally wrong at the beginning, but the pieces fitted together after a while. Look, we live day after day, see friends come and go, witness the rise and fall of power and marvel at how wonderfully the old lady hobbling on the walking stick crosses the road wit exact precision. But we’ve got to be realistic. There are some morons out there who are after your blood, and that is a boringly obvious fact.
So getting to the point, I’ve decided that I no longer needed to bother if my best friend’s donning a mask and poised with a dagger behind my back, ready to strike. You can mug me as much you like, but I am not budging at all. I am not going to fall for your dirty tricks and your false cries of dire straits and your crocodile tears. If I have to, I’ll be the villain.
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