Rock

I’ve had several occasions where someone rubs me wrong, but I dismiss it. They haven't done anything to me to betray my trust. They have been nothing but nice. Blah! Blah! Blahhhhhhhh!!! Trust your gut. When some company blames covid for them having to cancel all-you-can-eat sushi! It's a fucking lie! You know it! They know it! They just know we have less options to pick from, and now we have to settle for ordering sushi by the roll. And then you spend twice as much, and what's worse is you let it happen. When you get a weird feeling about your friend's new boyfriend, but now it's two years in, and she talks about how controlling and gas lighting he's become. Why didn't you just blurt out the moment you saw him that everything about him screamed beta male kuck who is overcompensating! You knew it! He fucking knew it! And now your friend is pregnant with some neanderthal’s offspring. When you're getting a haircut and every snip, that hick hairdresser is destroying what is left of your dignity. You knew it! The hick barber on the other hand has no idea. But we don't blame her. She grew up in Vegas, and her favorite show is Vampire Diaries. Say the thing. There's a reason that so many scary dreams are moving in slow motion/you're not able to scream/You're tied up/You can't breathe. It's not being able to take action. Vibes are real. Why is being nice the default? Just cut your losses and leave. Were all going to be dead soon. (bring up death if you really want to hit your point home).

My current boyfriend told me about one day waking up and realizing that people aren't rocks. That if you want to be in another place you have to move. You have to be the change. Don't be a rock. People have already made it the norm to be the rock. Be different.