It's funny how things are at times. We wine and complain about all the things we want and when we get them, we honestly don't know what to do with it. A man may tell his former lover false a truth in order to just feel that he truly hasn't lost anything. A woman may tell a friend a small lie just to put a smile on their face in hope that the friend would shut up about there own problems. We are selfish creatures that just can't seem to get another.
Wither it making others miserable, thinking of ourselves before others, or making someone else feel bad just so you can walk away with a clear conscious. We are all selfish.
Would things be easier if we were all just honest with one another? Maybe
Would it be easier if we all shared what we had? Perhaps
However in a world where a good person who wanted nothing but to be loved equally can be beaten, hated and be torn down to a shell of his former self while those who would do harms to others reap the benefits is not a world I no longer want t