You know what I hate about people? I hate that everyone knows what's best for you, but not for themselves ( myself included). I hate that what seems so obvious to the rest of the planet is the one thing that you just can't figure out for yourself - at least 9 out of 10 times.
Oh and I hate when we all say so matter of factly what it is to the oblivous soul. I may well be the worst of these offenders. I just figure if someone is saying " just tell me - and I will get better" - that is what they really want to hear. This is of course where the trouble starts. Trouble always starts with the truth.

Reasons the Truth is the last thing you should say:
1/ Said person just doesn't believe that anyone can figure them out. We are all fucking mysteries wrapped in riddles surrounded in rhymes and boxed as enigmas. Let me just say, that if this is the case, then no one is special. Oh wait, no one IS special. We are just a piece of shit like the rest of the planet. Oh - I digressed into an angry tirad, let me apoligize and continue in a respectable manner.
2/ Said person believes you. Then whatever they do next - good, bad or just plain disgusting, becomes your responsibility. If your friend says " I know he is going to dump me" (like a million times a day for 6 weeks solid) - and just because you can't take the pity party anymore - you agree. Then the boyfriend flies into town - and breaks up with your friend. Now you are partially to blame for this momentary lapse of hurtfulness ( is it a word? fuck look it up for all I care - you know what i mean).
3/ Said person just gets pissed. They didn't want the truth, your truth. They didn't want anything other that to remain oblivious, cuz they figured out before you - they knowing the truth destroys them a little inside.4/ Said person ignores the truth and continues along her merry way. Ignoring every piece of proof that says - "They are right", "Get over it -move on".
It just means that admitting you don't know everything to someone who just irks you - well that is too hard a task in some cases.
Stupid Bookworm. Couldn't you just leave well enough alone? We all know you were right. Just drop it - and let me lick my wounds.
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