GRIND

I could rant about the state of the world, I could sink into a huge depression, I could commit ritualistic suicide just to see who would show up at my funeral. But I won't, despite the pressing temptation of the latter two. It's a sick world with sick people in it, and its always been that way. I guess expecting altruistic loyalty from people is way too much, and those who bothered showing up yesterday are a gift on their part and not something I should expect from them. A loyal friend is worth a thousand relatives, and to have these few, I am grateful. To those once loyal, I expected better but have learnt not to. Now grind.

And so it happens again. "History never repeats itself, humans do" - Voltaire

Yes it does. If you don't fucking enjoy speaking to him, then stop pretending to smile when he smiles. Stop pretending to say goodbye when you're glad to see him go. Friendship is something that shouldn't be taken lightly, least of all paraded around so you don't have to have an open argument. Don't like him? Tell him personally then fuck off. This charade benefits no one unless you take some perverse pride in fucking around with people's sincere feelings.

Even innocent surfaces belie these wretched evils. Good is no more in this world.