Misanthropic Cognac and Benevolent Gunshots

Fuckin’ bitches.

So you know what I hate most of all? People who pretend to be all goody goody and self-righteous about not talking about people behind their backs and then directly after confronting someone else, talk smack about them. Jesus Christ. I understand that I’m somewhat of a mean person but, hey, at least I’m willing to own up to it. Also, I would never be willing to write something that if you confronted me in person I wouldn’t own up to. I would also probably make the same conclusions that I had previously made even if the subjects of those conclusions were my friends. And I would call them out on it. And if they didn’t like I would back off and apologize and that would be the end of it.

If you are going to be a bitch, then be a bitch. Don’t complain about “bad energies” or some shit like that and proceed to talk smack about people a matter of hours later. Which on a side note, bad energies? What is this Paranormal Investigation Asshole Edition? Just tell me you don’t like me. When I make a mistake I own up to it. Done and done. If you call me out because I stepped over a line that should not have been crossed I will apologize. I always have and I always will. However, when you preach to me and after I have apologized profusely for something I have owned up to being wrong about and then go talk shit about me to someone who is GOING to tell me about it, that’s when I get pissed. That’s when I lose respect for you.

Does this all matter? No. I am not going to see the person in question at earliest for another 5 or 6 months plus I really never liked them to begin with. It’s about the principle of the thing. I get it. I’m a jerk. Sorry, but don’t try to act like a martyr and exhibit traits that are even worse than mine. Crunch on that.