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The interesting thing about change is that, we all see it take place from different angles.
I can see where the blame lies this time. It must feel utterly grand to be totally blameless, if only we were all so perfect, if only we all had large inanimate objects thrust up our backsides.
How do I know who's to blame? I probably don't but I'm finding a huge amount of comfort in that the angle I'm seeing, is shared by numerous others.
The role of victim is so convenient, isn't it?
Hell I'm no victim, I'll prod the squirming fucker til some resolution is found...why else would I be writing this right?
Or maybe I'm mirroring the opposition.
Aren't we lucky to have the skill to be vague and cryptic, and provoke it all so quietly? The silence is thier best friend, but what happens when the other team keeps their charming cool as well?
We should all be so lucky to have such BEST friends to fall back on.
I can see where the blame lies this time. It must feel utterly grand to be totally blameless, if only we were all so perfect, if only we all had large inanimate objects thrust up our backsides.
How do I know who's to blame? I probably don't but I'm finding a huge amount of comfort in that the angle I'm seeing, is shared by numerous others.
The role of victim is so convenient, isn't it?
Hell I'm no victim, I'll prod the squirming fucker til some resolution is found...why else would I be writing this right?
Or maybe I'm mirroring the opposition.
Aren't we lucky to have the skill to be vague and cryptic, and provoke it all so quietly? The silence is thier best friend, but what happens when the other team keeps their charming cool as well?
We should all be so lucky to have such BEST friends to fall back on.