I slept like hell last night―more like, I didn’t really even sleep at all. I never drifted off into that dark and comfortable piece of space. I was stuck in a limbo of rest; flirting with the line of deep sleep and blasted consciousness. My mind was still running trying to keep up with the pace of my feet as they hit the broken asphalt at 3 am. I was looking for someone in fear that if my 100lb sassy ass didn’t show, I would have been left with a messier situation on my hands.
People are crazy and worst of all, they are manipulative. I’ve never understood manipulation, I can’t reduce myself to do it. It is a powerful quality in some ways, it requires skill and complete disregard, but it is one that disgusts and offends my very nature. I sometimes think I shouldn’t have wasted my breath but then again, they know better than to provoke me.
You don’t sneak into a lion’s den without anticipating to run out of it.
I may be small and I may inherently believe you’re good but that does not mean that I won’t chase you down and make you wish that you never crossed me.
There comes a time when kindness will take precedence over anything else you were taught and just so, that does not mean that you are not capable of cruelty, you just don’t tolerate it.
