A simple life can be made complicated. Simply because people want to feel good. They blame others, claim credit, project their own faults onto the weak, bully, push, lie and cry.
I have to admit, it feels nice to put yourself first. But it’s really awful for the person forced to compromise. I wish you’d wisen up, I wish you’d shut up. I wish you’d leave us alone. You are such an ass.
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