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esskay
Digital storyteller, Photographic narrator, Hogwarts alum. In real life, I write things. I speak fluent sarcasm. I'm unintentionally funny. My favorite thing is food. Guac is life. I'm a fountain of the most random information. I'm pretty, only because it's weird to call oneself beautiful. I'm weird in all the good ways. I live in the greatest city on Earth. I was Sasha before Beyonce was schizophrenic. My life is stranger than fiction. But please, don't take my word for it. My pen is mightier than my sword. Instagram
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Monday, July 30, 2012 || 9:17 AM
Two of the easiest words for someone to say are "I'm sorry," second only to "I love you." And just like love, remorse has become a parody of itself. We throw these words around like monkeys flinging poo, never knowing the extent of the damage we're inflicting upon the people they hit. If you're gonna fling poo, the least you can do is mean it. That way, when I keep my distance, I don't feel guilty because your poo flinging was "all in good fun."The best example I can think of this is Twitter. People will say the most mean and insulting things to you and then say "it's just Twitter, it's just jokes" like that's supposed to justify the hurtful shit you said to me. Just because it was said in the Twitter world, that doesn't change the way it makes me feel in the real world. And your apology is meaningless because ten seconds after you utter the words "I"m sorry," you can't even remember what you did to warrant that apology whereas I will never forget the things you said and how they made me feel. You're only sorry if you remember. And remembering isn't some kind of punishment. The only reason to remember is so that you won't repeat the offending action. So if you intend on repeating it, don't apologize. Your empty words will do nothing in the face of your ear-splittingly loud actions. So save your breath. You may need it when it really matters. Labels: babble and rant, personals |