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And I don’t hate people. So I think I just hate the things you do. You’re just really ignorant. You freak out whenever anyone has strong feelings against something you believe in. And you think that whatever you think is the correct thing, but I have something to tell you. Your opinion isn’t always the truth. Sometimes, you say things that are just so hurtful. And when you’re trying to make a point, you tend to just attack the person you’re talking to. The reason you’re a hypocrite? Because you have strong feelings against things that other people believe in. Things that I believe in. and if I tried to reason with you, you’d defend yourself and your opinion by attacking me, with no evidence to back you up. You’re mean, and you don’t think about other’s feelings. You just walk all over anyone that doesn’t completely believe in what you believe. I think the problem is that you think that’s confidence. Really, that’s just you being a stuck up jerk. I know you think you’re above those around you. I know you think you’re better than everyone else. But you’re not. You are just a hurtful person. The reason it looks like you’re above others is because you step on their heads when they’re drowning. You claim that you’ll be there for anyone in need of help, when really you know you’ll only be there for those who have the same views as you. And I’m sorry that I care for others above myself sometimes. I’m sorry that I talk to people I don’t necessarily like. I’m sorry that I don’t rip apart other people’s beliefs and try to convert people to believe in what I believe or have them forever be a loser in my eyes. I’m not like you. I don’t treat people that I don’t like like dirt. I treat everyone the same. And I don’t preach about my religion, but when you rip on it, and make it seem like a joke, it really hurts. Because all I want to do is tell you off. All I want to do is stand up and tell you you’re wrong, but if I start to attack you mid explanation I’ll just be sinking down to your level. The really sad thing is that you tthink we’re friends. You really do. You think I just wanna be around you, because you’re so cool. but I don’t like you anymore. I can’t, and I’m sorry. I just can’t bring myself to like someone with such a cold, shut off heart. And just because some of the things you say people believe doesn’t make you a hero. I’m not proud of you for ripping apart other people. I’m not proud of you for putting yourself above others. I’m not proud of you. But everyone else seems to be. So I’m going to end this rant with a simple I’m sorry. Because I can’t like you anymore. I just can’t. You’ve pushed me beyond the ability to care for you by just being ignorant and rude and selfish. I don’t want to talk to you, so don’t talk to me, unless you need to talk about something, like changing your ways. And I don’t care where you think you’re going, but you’re never gonna get there without people to help you. And the way you treat people, no one will be there to help you. So… I’m sorry.
”There’s always tomorrow for dreams to come true. Believe in your dreams come what may. There’s always tomorrow for dreams to come true. Tomorrow is not far away.” - Clarice (Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer)
Tomorrow will be better. There is a brightside to every situation. No matter how hard it may be to find.
When I see someone who’s like, best friends with someone else rip on their best friend and complain about them, and say things like “I don’t even like them anymore.” Friendship is something no one seems to cherish anymore. Yes, love is an amazing thing that everyone is yearning to find if they haven’t already found it. And then theres those who say, “I don’t need love.” and I feel bad for them because either they’re lying and are so hurt inside that they want to die or they haven’t yet realized how wonderful love could be. but at the same time, a friend is like love. the only difference is that in true love there is lust. I hate tosay it, but there are some people out there that I act like their friend, and I’m nice to them, and I pretend to like that I really just cannot stand. And I feel bad for making this post because it makes me look like a hypocrite, but it’s true. And now some of you are probably like “Oh crap. I don’t think Maria is actually my friend.” but there is a simple way to decipher me. If I don’t like you: I will not start a conversation with you, unless you look incredibly torn. I will not sit by you intentionally. I will try to avoid you. I will not wave to you in the hallway unless you wave to me first, and if you wave to me, I will try to pretend I don’t see you, unless completely unavoidable. If I do like you: I’ll talk to you every chance I get. I’ll always make sure you know I’m there for you. I’ll try my best to be around you. I will most likely wave irratically at you in the hallway and say your name obnoxiously loud and smile and probably pet you on your arm, depending on how long you’ve known me and how comfortable I am around you. I’ll try to save you a seat. I’ll go out of my way to make you happy or make you smile. I will be sarcastically mean to you, because I know you know I’m not serious. If I have a crush on you: I’ll blush whenever you’re around. When you look my way, I’ll try to stand tall and look pretty and happy. I probably won’t start a conversation with you. If you try to start a conversation with me, I’ll probably respond with a lot of “What?”s and awkward laughs because I’ll be too distracted by you talking to me to actually hear what you’re saying. You might possibly get a really awkward message on facebook from me telling you that I kinda like you. So basically, I’m pretty easy to decode. But it still makes me sad that the people who act like they really are the bestest friends rant about how they just don’t like each other and how the other is so annoying, it breaks my heart. Kind of like when a kid finds out theres no ice cream truck for the rest of the year. (I still believe in Santa, which is why I didn’t use that) it just straight up breaks my heart.
ive always been judged. always. for as long as i can rember. by classmates, friends even my family. and its always been hard. i have never had a lot of friends either. i spent kindergarten through 8th grade with 5 friends on and off. i was never cool in any way. i was the loser the quiet shy one…
You don’t understand. You just don’t. While reading this, I forgot this was you and I thought it was something I wrote. I literally feel exactly the same. I’ve never really had friends that really truly thought of me first. ever. and now, I just want you to know, that if you ever want to rant to someone other than Tumblr, someone that will actually hear what you’re screaming, read what you’re pounding into the keyboard, reply with something other than “your post has been successfully posted”, you have my number. I don’t want you to ever, EVER cry yourself to sleep. because you’re my friend, and I love you.
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