My missing consistence
I hate being let down. You might think yeah, that’s how everyone feels about not getting a helping hand in times of need, but I don’t really think you get the anger I’m in at these moments. Still, I calm myself, think of ways to emotionally dismember my tormentor and prepare ugly consequences. The bad thing is, I’m just too incompetent to eventually execute those consequences. Or let’s say I’m the light-hearted kind who’s too easily convinced of letting his ire go.
I’m alright with being forsaken from time to time. But those situations keep massing up recently. A progress I’m not comfortable with. If while reading, you think you’re one of those I’m reffering to, it’s highly possible for that fact to be indeed true. Consider this a warning. I’m not asking for that much.
Though I guess I’ll have forgotten my intention behind this post by tomorrow anyway. FML
