#(envious)

congratufuckinlations to whoever’s getting to bounce on it each day.

If you’re wondering why all the East Wing destruction whitehouse , I submit it boils down to this one photo. That petty madman knows he never had and never would run down that corridor. Nor hop down a flight of steps departing Air Force 1. Nor look fit doing any single thing. What he can’t do himself and claim to do better—he destroys. Pathetic, really. @moniquepressley

Oh, this is really fun!

Welling: Anle. Wary and distrustful of them. The idea that MC would be in their care would not sit well with Welling.

Venali: Em. Could never be convinced that it wasn’t purposeful.

Trivelyn: Welling. They’re open, unafraid, unwavering in spirit… qualities that Triv would believe the MC felt they lacked.

Em: Anle. Would not enjoy feeling outdone by them.

Anle: Trivelyn. Sees many similarities between them and Triv. They wouldn’t necessarily be envious, but in choosing Triv, Anle would consider if it was the darkness around them that proved to be too much for MC.

Disingenuity will get you nowhere in life, I mean obviously– we all have our moments where a white lie slips out, sometimes it is necessary. I mean more of a hiding, than lies per-say. Your true identity, lots of people are ashamed of themselves. What they like, or how they talk. 

All this is, is conditioning from boring people, much lower than you. I have met too many cool people, who were shunned to a point of constant anxiety and quietness.

Know that a closed mouth will never get fed. You cannot find community by isolating, or muting yourself. I used to always wonder why nobody wanted to be my friend, they didn’t want to be around me. I lost everything and everyone, it caused me to be more myself. Past me, was hungry for validation– it showed. I was a selective mute, and I took things seriously. I was surrounded by people who tore me down in unsuspecting ways. 

Now I am a popular loner,

Other people do beg to be in my energy– and actually, I've been so isolated and alone to the point where I enjoy my solitude. I would pray for this, at a time when I had nobody and was invisible.

I know the feeling of wanting to be wanted; it is not nice.

The only true way is to detach, and just do it. It feels weird at first,

 but once you’ve acted that way in a new environment long enough, that just becomes you, and it doesn’t feel weird.

Eventually people just expect that from you.