Around people I feel nauseous, because I see through their sordid intentions, their excuses, their unwillingness. All of us, liars. All of us, deceivers. Looking for the quickest path to shut ourselves in self-absorption. Grinning all the way through the day, rolling the eyes to conceal aversion. Requesting assistance but refusing humane barters. I don’t trust any of this. I’m too much into it to not know how it works. Every step forward you get pushed backward, isn’t it how it is? Some are a little too good at waving their arms, at overindulging, that’s why they seem to progress so, while the rest of us, the inepts, keep on regressing day in day out.

I‘ve been knowing people like that for a long time. You thought you could fool me? With just what you did? Or that your intentions weren’t clear? That I really believed any word? Wrong move. I’m not smart, but I’m not a complete fool either. And now I’m angry. Not much though. Too many times I witnessed the same thing happening to be really angry. I’m a little angry and annoyed. Males are like that, mostly; you’re too easy to guess. It’s a shame I didn’t make a mistake this time. For a moment I hoped it was a different script you were reading. But no, it was not the case. Why don’t you start thinking females are not mere prolongations or your megalomania? They’re not receptacles with hormones going bonkers in the background. They have identities too. They can do things, and think with their heads. And see through your tricks. They’re not following the steps you’re suggesting every single time. Being polite on the surface and do what you want behind their backs isn’t going to work every time. Only once in a while. This strategy is stale. Holy tapdancing Jesus, reinvent yourself! Tsk.