Action is louder than word, but what keeps it around? Words.
I’m sighing deeply as I writing this, thinking of everything I’ve done in the past 3 months.
Everyone in the class dislikes me strongly, that for sure. Hate is a too strong word and I avoid using it. Some are kind enough to come to me and said, “yeah dude, you’re fucked up here everyone’s thinking that you’re a snobby asshole” and by that I think it’s kind of too late to fix this attitude-or that’s what my head said to me… but is it?