(no subject)
I don't doubt that he hurts. I doubt why he hurts, but I do not doubt that he hurts. Lack of conviction, of steady morals, he flings himself in the mud and then wonders how he got there. He falls in love at the drop of a hat, for people he would never have thought worthy before. He speaks of the sinful and wrong nature of homosexuality but finds nothing wrong in aiding a girl to cheat on her girlfriend, even going so far as to fall in love with that girl or so he thinks. He hates a girl one week, talks of how paganism disgusts him and doesn't take anyone who believes in such things seriously, yet the next week this girl is his best friend. Perhaps he'll fall in love with her next. He craves attention, he tries to hurt my good name, and then thinks he can come to me for solace.
I know the hurt of knowing how you have hurt another, finally realizing the extent of the pain you have caused. But, I find myself not believing that that is what he is experiencing. I think he is experiencing the pain of being exposed for the lies he has told, the inconsistency of his "love" and for all the attention he wanted he is now losing it all. In a world where he finds "the one" once a month, I do not think his pain will last.
I have trouble pitying him.
I know the hurt of knowing how you have hurt another, finally realizing the extent of the pain you have caused. But, I find myself not believing that that is what he is experiencing. I think he is experiencing the pain of being exposed for the lies he has told, the inconsistency of his "love" and for all the attention he wanted he is now losing it all. In a world where he finds "the one" once a month, I do not think his pain will last.
I have trouble pitying him.