I tell the truth

I've been beaten, I've been bruised...

But I have lived to tell

The more you kick me when I'm down

The more it truly helps.

I feel the madness creeping slowly

Loved by many, I'm still lonely

Paid the price for your mistakes

The music died the day I walked away.

Tragic Magic ~ Falling in Reverse

I made a decision, a life changing one.

I decided to be honest with myself and about myself because "the people who matter don't mind and the people who mind don't matter." Already I've lost friends, I've gotten the worst shit from various different people, and I've lost the good opinions of some people. Pretty much everything I was afraid of happened.

But something else happened.

I realized I really don't care anymore. To be honest, it's kind of a relief to be rid of those people, because my friendship with them was never a real friendship in the first place. Real friendships aren't lost that way. Real friends don't drop you the second they find out you don't agree with them in everything and always act according to their moral belief system. real friends accept the differences and care about you anyhow.

Fake people make me sick. I don't care if the people i'm talking about see this, I hope they do. They should know I'm glad they're gone.

I'm happy I'm rid of them. And happy I don't have to feel like I'm one of them anymore.