I learned recently that silent battles tend to prolong the agony. And friendships that endured trials become stronger with renewed trust and confidence.
(Thank you to two certain individuals, peace and harmony once again rule in regularity.)
Hence, my blog entry:
I refuse to give in to your whim--even if you throw another childish tantrum. The last thing you could expect me to do is lick your imaginary wounds. You are not a victim; it is your inability to grasp reality that leads you to believe that terrible things always happen to you. Do not blame the world or take it out on me if you find yourself stuck in mundanity you preach as sublimeness. I offer no apologies.
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