I have a very short fuse. It burns consistently and at any given moment, one word can cause an explosion of anger. This doesn’t make me an angry person, because most of the time I am always happy. I feed off good vibes and good company. I give what I receive. As a result, if you give me bullshit- you can count on the fact that I will give you the exact same treatment. Give me love and I will lavish you with all the luxuries of love.
I am straight up. If something is going on, I expect to know what’s up. Especially when it comes to my group of friends. I don’t believe in secrecy and keeping shit from one another. Along the road, it is because of the scandalousness and unspoken thoughts that leeches itself onto the foundation and eats away the quality of friendship. This is why I don’t hang out with large groups. Within the clique, there are mini-cliques. That just isn’t my thing.
I just needed to vent off. When my mind strays thinking about some things, it just makes me bitter and frustrated.
