karmic-justice

  • I do not care to be liked. That sentence alone terrifies people more than rage ever could. Because people can handle anger. They can handle drama. They can handle someone screaming, crying, throwing chairs, posting paragraphs online like a wounded raccoon fighting for emotional custody of its own bad decisions. But a person who genuinely…

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  • (**taken from my handheld listening device-one bright day in the middle of the night**) You want to talk about then and now. About what was done, what was spoken, what was hidden. You want to twist the story into something that makes you look like the wounded one, but revenge is not mine to seek.…

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  • You came here in search of an answer.Not the answer, mind you—just one that might scratch that itch you can’t stop picking at. The question has been nesting in your head for years, a restless bird with claws for feet. And yet, from where you stand, you’ll never understand it. If I told you the…

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