I wish I could describe myself as a simple person.

But I am not one. And I cannot seem to figure out how to be one. I have very complexed thoughts. I can think really far (sometimes too far) over certain things and situations. Some of what I come up with may come across as shocking, but there are people who cannot deny that my so-called ideas cannot be totally ruled out.

My only virtues worth sharing are that I am helpful, and I am generous within my ability. But I think I’m not so much of those anymore than I used to be.

Sad to say, everybody has flaws. Mine? I am a self-proclaimed cynic, and sometimes filled with bitterness. If you don’t see it in me, then you really don’t know me.

Have you ever, at a point in your life and on a long term basis, felt like you’ve been such a pushover to the people around you that you’ve become so… so sick of it, especially when the shit like those happen way too many times at a go and you wound up feeling like such a loser? So it’s part and parcel of life, I get it. But it doesn’t mean it has the same effect on everyone.

I wish I could describe myself as a simple person…