In Amber Clad

butthetruthis:

But the truth is…

The only thing they’re being “real” about…is being real negative.  These morons always prepare themselves for the worst, and that’s precisely why nothing good ever happens to them.  Their only purpose is to bring your spirits down.  You should treat negative people…errrrrrrrrrrr “realists” as you would any other fungus.

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Whoever submitted this has no true understanding of realism. It is not as black and white as optimism versus pessimism. Realism is the belief in seeing things as they actually are, not how a person feels about something [which is the basis of optimism and pessimism; how a person views a situation, or an object, or a feeling, or whatever it may be that is being described]. Reality is not all smiles and double rainbows. Some things do suck, like the ignorance of people who make generalizations such as this person. Just because a person is able to point out these things, or the possibility of these things does not make them a “fungus,” and it does not make them a “negative person.” Realists can have optimistic, as well as pessimistic, points of view. Educate yourself before you make a generalization.

RAWR.
/[probably hypocritical] rant

I’m sorry for the things I did to you.

I told you that you could never replace her.

I thought I was just being a good friend, and not hurting you.

I couldn’t let go of her.

I made everything about me.

I lost your trust.

I didn’t show you how much you meant to me.

I made you think that you needed to change the way you look.

I convinced myself everything was ok when it clearly wasn’t.

I actually thought to ask you that.

I didn’t do anything until it was too late.

I couldn’t let go.

I hid things when I didn’t know how to tell you.

I couldn’t recover after the first mistake.

I couldn’t make myself really change for you. In a good way, at least.

I stopped really listening to you.

I wasn’t there for you.

There is so much more that I haven’t put here. I’m sorry for all of it. It may not mean anything anymore, but I still am. I hope that you can be happy again, and I also hope that we can at least be friends without fighting all the time. You were the best thing that ever happened to me.

1. Why?

2. Fuck you and everything you stand for.

3. I wish I had friends like you guys up here.

4. Heh, sorry about that.

5. You’re always right. It never fails. Congratulations.

6. What in the world are you turning into? What is he doing to you?

7. You are annoying as shit, and I want to punch you every time I hear your voice.

8. I kind of think a lot less of you now that I know that.

9. You smell really really bad sometimes.

10. You’re letting yourself go. It’s not lookin so good.

11. Who are you?

12. I’m still wondering if that was the right choice.

13. You lucky sonuvabitch.

14. Nobody cares. Stop putting that online.

15. Keep voicing your opinion. Nobody does that anymore.

16. I hope all of your plans work out for you.

17. You’re kind of a jerk, but you do make very good points.

18. I wish I could play like you.

19. I just plain wish I was you.

20. Maybe I’ll see you somewhere down the road.

21. No. None of these are about you, because I would never put you in the category of “various people.” You’re too perfect for that.

True nerds should know why this is significant.

Become an RA.

WILL. HAPPEN.

Choosing to be happy no matter what.

Plain and simple.

My biggest realizations come as an after effect of situations dissolving when I could have fixed them. I realize things far too late for the revelation to ever be useful or to fix what has already happened.

My name is Stephen, and I ruined the one perfect thing in my life. I also hurt the one person that meant the most to me, and I can never fix it.

I hope so.

I really do.

FUCK. OFF.

Just one week of college has made me realize just how much I don’t like being at home.

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What a weird coincidence. We talked about him in my history class yesterday.