…so I can move right along to something more positive.
I thought I’d seen how low someone could go, and I supported their growth and encouraged them to do more, be more and overcome the darkness…I saw the spark, the radiance, the potential of everything they could be, and I tried hard to show them that absolutely everyone is worthy of love and redemption and a second chance…
…only to find out that they still lie, still deceive, as naturally as they breathe. I briefly considered “ruining” this person, outing their deceit, but I’m not giving it any more of my energy. Fear not–the love of your life will inevitably be able to follow your sloppy trail without my help…or perhaps your guilt will gnaw at you, eat you alive. I kind of think, though, that the shadiest characters feel no guilt, no remorse, and that’s what allows them to be repeat offenders.
Fuck off. Really, just fuck off.