I sometimes question whether I'm going down the right path because sometimes I get to listen to people and hear them talk shit about me. Honestly, I'm glad I can listen to people speak criticism but can't find it in them to tell it to me to my face.
I do not care nor take it to heart if it's meant to hurt, criticism speaks to the person or their actions. Still, I always plundered into my mind and wondered if my way of life was wrong, I do not feel any sense of injustice to or from others, but I can get attached to them. I'd gladly help people if they need some advice or pointers on something, but that's with friends, I'd love to be everyone's friend so I know what I should do correctly or avoid doing.
I recently have done many wrong things and did them to people who never deserved it, and truly, I regret every action I've done. But what's done is done, I cannot fix her heart, I cannot fix my situations, and for the life of me; I cannot find it in myself to understand why I said, did, and acted, the way I did.
Is this a cry for help? No..? I just wish I knew better on how to let go, let in, and react to stuff instead of being on a road to rampage.
Trust me, while having fun is nice, it's not worth the consequences of your terrible choices.
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The things I'd like to say
General Fictionthis is my collection of things I would like to say but don't want to make it come out wrong the words I can think about sound beautiful on paper but once I try to say them it sounds like so different so I just put them on paper and don't say them s...
