karma is sugar.

Revenge sounds so sweet when you're stronger, smarter and doing better than your enemy. You know you have all of the equipment for payback. You have the ability to make them feel like shit and to further show them how worthless they are. You have the perfect ammo. However, seeking revenge against someone who has done you wrong, is only going to make things. Just wait on their karma. It'll catch up to them much better. Furthermore, nothing makes an enemy more sick than to watch you succeed. I used to be real big on revenge. If you do me wrong, I can do you wrong better. But then a miracle happened: I grew up. I realized that spending time on that negative energy will only bring negativity to your life. I’ve reached a point where if someone I cared about did me wrong, I’ll just let ...

get over it.

Karma's a bitch, so why you keep fucking her? People not being able to get over it: Why it seems as if the people that dislike you always find themselves most active in your life? They tell you (and others) all these things they don't like about you, but still involve themselves in your surroundings. They observe how you carry yourself, who you hang out with, things you say and still complain about what you're doing. Isn't this like a form of stalking or an obsession? Then when you comment upon their actions, they have the nerve to tell you to "leave them alone". Funny huh? I'm glad I became one of those people who sits around contentedly, ignoring how the people who dislike me behave. In any way possible they are crying for your attention. They want it. They need it. As much as they hate you, there's something about ...

for the record.

If I didn't make it clear before, then I'm going to make it clear now. I have no tolerance for people who want to half ass their way into my life. Nor my heart. It's very disheartening when you give someone the chance of a lifetime, then they go screw it all up with one word. One action. Or even no action at all. You can't sit there and tell me that you've "changed" when your actions and intentions are a mirror reflection of how you were when I first met you. I once was confused beyond natural belief and I had no clue what to do about a particular person in my life and our situation. The anger I had built up scared me. That anger became buried in my own emotional battles and I forgot about it. Years later, I rationalized I became forgiving. But just when you thought ...