“That’s an industry of sluts!”
Encounters! What do we know about Encounters? And, possibly which Encounters am I talking about? Encounters! Of all the people I have met, I haven’t found a single person meeting with whom I won’t call an encounter. Some of them bloomed into a beautiful friendship, some were just short-lived fuckwads while some of them were like A Curse.
You may not want to screenshot this and send it to your master who influences your thought process (maybe because you are just a m***********) ! You may not want to f*** your mind, I meant!
Do you remember all those High School rumours doing rounds during Recess every other day? Do you remember all those f*** boys who tried to pull your reputation down and who tried to rip you off your self confidence? Some tried to oversmart you, some tried to make sure your life was a hell, some tried to bring you f****** negativity while some tried to keep you inside your shell! Well, I remember it, don’t we all? But, I guess it’s over, isn’t it? Do we feel like that now or have we just grown up? We try to hide between them. We try to mask ourselves so that they never know, in some way or another. Adulthood is really not cool either, is it? My teenager friends will know that the person who bullies you in the school is still going to bully you when you turn into an adult. Nothing changes, I swear! It becomes a habit to harass and, to be harassed.
You don’t trust me! Well, you will( even if you don’t trust me now, you still somewhere know it will happen) know that it will still be the same equation!
You are still bullied or maybe, you are still a bully. It is nothing that can save you from it. You have to face it, no matter what you do! You will have to face it unless you turn into a f****** adult who knows how to deal with this shit! But, how many of us really do that? Does our society teach this? I don’t think so!
The guy who objectifies you will still objectify you unless you turn around and make someone harass his sister. The girl who mocks you for your looks will still mock you unless you disfigure her face. The bastard who doubts your performance, your grades, your ability to outperform him, your ability to piss him off with whatever pisses him off, will continue to do so unless you change your seat, you delete his number, you throw him out of your life because he is just a useless piece of shit and will always remain so. You can never succeed in life with such people around because they are failures and to be successful, you have to do damage to them but if you are civilized enough, you will just move away from their existence because somewhere you have your humanity, unlike them, who fake to be helping, who shows the world that they are helping but they are just dickheads.
What they do not know is that things do hurt and they do fuck up our sparks. But, people like us know our ways, right? We just move away. And, you motherfucking dickheads, you will fail in your endeavors all your life! Ouch! And then, there’s Karma! Fucking ouch!
The opening sentence was a reaction to some.. Umm.. Well, I don’t remember it but I felt good after shouting those phrases loudly in a metro full of humans. We both felt humane.
© Cereus Florus. 2018.