i've been lucky, in my life,
to have not just encountered, but bonded with,
so many people that can be honestly and unreservedly described as
"good people." genuinely good people.
however, i've also managed to end up with some genuinely bad people
in my circle of acquaintances and friends of friends.
i've come to the conclusion that the people
i honestly believe are bad people -
i'm done trying to be good to them. done lying and pretending
that i think they're not completely terrible.
part of being good, though, i think, includes
being real and being honest, but maybe not being so
outwardly and openly honest as to hurt those
that i dislike, even hate, for being the terrible people that they may be.
i might not be willing to "play nice" with the bad people,
but i'm going to at least make the effort to not
motherfuck them to their faces anymore.
not worth my time. not worth the upset and anxiety it causes me.
if i have nice things to say, i'll say them...
but i'm not going to lie and say nice things i don't mean.
not to anyone. not anymore.
i'm only being nice when i really mean it.