I waste a lot of time listening to people's stories about how so-and-so done them wrong, and pledging in my heart that I will never be that person. Then I waste even more time struggling to keep up appearances that I am not that person. That I'm better than that. That I'll never let you down. I'll even think to myself, "Would I be doing this if I didn't want to look better than that so-and-so I heard about?" Answer? Maybe. But probably not.
Because you know what? Fuck. Sometimes I let people down. Sometimes I am that person. Sometimes I'm going to be the one the stories are about, when you're sitting around, after a few drinks, "You won't believe what this bitch did once." Yeah. Sometimes that bitch is gonna be me.
And from this point on, I'm okay with it. I try to be a nice person, but if being "nice" to you means fucking things up for me, forget it. Let's just get it out of the way now so I don't waste any more time.
