Being overtly gay (at least some times). Like some days I’m just a normal person, but for some reason I push it to the forefront of my personality. I don’t know. I actually am gay, don’t get me wrong, but sometimes I overexaggerate
I fake my confidence. My coworkers think I'm really outgoing, but acting like that makes me so damn tired. I dont socialize much anymore because keeping up a positive attitude for 12 hours on a night shift is killer
I always give a second chance but do it again and I will not give another chance. I usually cut you out of my life.
If the person is someone who has to be in some form part of my our my family's life I will be kind and sweet to them. As if I totally forgotten what happen and they never did me wrong. But truth is I hate ever second of being in their presents and will make excuses as much as possible when asked we do something together.
I have gotten so good at it those people have no clue I hate them.
I had a cousin who I won't get into why I did this to her but trust me she deserves it but she lived next door to my parents. So I was forced to be nice.
One day she asked "Why can't you ever hang out with me? Is it your husband? Is he abusing you? I knew he was a peice of shit."
I broke and told her flat out I hated her. I said why and that I am only nice to her because I have to be.
She said I was a lier and only defending my husband. She couldn't believe I hate her.
Being super caring for people. I'm trying to fake it till it becomes real.
I don't want to be an edgy fucker all the time, people get worried and it's tiring.
If the person is someone who has to be in some form part of my our my family's life I will be kind and sweet to them. As if I totally forgotten what happen and they never did me wrong. But truth is I hate ever second of being in their presents and will make excuses as much as possible when asked we do something together.
I have gotten so good at it those people have no clue I hate them.
I had a cousin who I won't get into why I did this to her but trust me she deserves it but she lived next door to my parents. So I was forced to be nice.
One day she asked "Why can't you ever hang out with me? Is it your husband? Is he abusing you? I knew he was a peice of shit."
I broke and told her flat out I hated her. I said why and that I am only nice to her because I have to be.
She said I was a lier and only defending my husband. She couldn't believe I hate her.
I don't want to be an edgy fucker all the time, people get worried and it's tiring.