The old story didn’t suit me……. Mainly because it didn’t include me……..it only included the parts of me you were comfortable with …….

you weren’t comfortable with my creativity…… you weren’t comfortable with the truth… you weren’t able to see those closest to you as they are…..that a fair assessment of them meant you didn’t love them so you just overlooked the obvious ……people are people

flawed ……. Selfish……manipulating and dishonest and that truth bothers you because it meant you had to accept the truth

and that scares the shit out of you

truth is a very foreign language to you and learning it doesn’t seem to interest you

that’s why you are wherever you are……and I am not there

this is a new story and this time I’m writing it

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