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The good in people...I'm someone who is too critical on others.The good in people... in Personal
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I put everyone under some kind of microscope, and I judge.
I see the good in people, but the bad in people seem to be so blinding.
Ignorance is bliss.
My sister, she is the perfect example of ignorance is bliss.
She sees people as everyone the same.
I point out someone's fault, in a blip of the moment, and my sister goes, "Oh, really? I never noticed."
Once, or twice, my sister has agreed to notice someone's fault, but only because she thinks it appears weak.
She's not weak. She's not naive. She's optimistic.
I'm sure it's not that she doesn't see the bad in the world, I'm sure she does see the bad in the world.
It's just, my sister doesn't let it get to her like it gets to me.
That's why I am so grateful every time I witness something in good in life.
Every time I do, I have a little more faith in humanity.
Misplaced faith, but something to keep me going.
That's all I need.
I don't need for myself to be in a heaven on earth...
I just need to
The Other Side of The StoryThere once was a boy...The Other Side of The Story in Personal
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He always liked this girl, but he moved.
Four years later, they still talked every now and then.
But, in those four years, he got a girlfriend.
He loved his girlfriend.
He chased after her until she would say "yes".
Then he and his girlfriend started having problems.
As if fate decided, the girl talked to him, hoping to reconnect.
He told her everything, his love, his troubles.
But every time he talked about girls, something felt wrong.
He told her about his relationship problems.
And he was happy that she was so supportive.
She told him that she would always try to help him.
And he felt a sort of spark, but he knew he shouldn't have.
He had a girlfriend, who he loved.
But there were "troubles in paradise".
His heart flinched, in a manner of speaking.
He let it slip.
After all, he loved that there was someone in the world genuinely on his side.
He called her "the best" and "different".
And she caught onto that.
He knew, and wished she wouldn't talk about it any