Miss Mess: “Sorry. Our world is horrendous and I can’t change the way the world is with me.”
Mr helikesmebutidontlikehim: “The world is not meant to be changed. And the world is a guy, I assume.”
Miss Mess: “No, it’s not meant to be changed, but It may result in me being scary, instead of scared. As a self-defence mechanism to all that is wrong with the world.
And no, the world is not a guy. Yes, men may be at the centre of what is wrong with the world, but that is only just another factor in this uncontrollable shattering perfect fantasy that I’m slowly coming to accept.”
Mr helikesmebutidontlikehim: “a) no such thing as a perfect world. Sooner you come to terms with that the better.
b) why should you change? To get a reaction? ‘Do unto others as you would have them do unto you’.”
Miss Mess: “I know a), and have accepted a), I think. But its a sad fact.
And b), no one is changing, none of us can really change. I’m talking about, adapting.
Those are wise words, and for arguments sake, because I personally could never change, why should you ‘treat people the way you want to be treated’ when people are so ungodly and for lack of a better word, selfish.
So instead, you stay as you are- kind, virtuous, but you don’t smile as much or embrace as much, because not everyone is deserving of that smile, of your embrace. And then the aforementioned ‘everyone’ can experience that, should experience that sooner, so they question themselves, their vulgar insides, and wonder why they no longer receive that smile, that hug.
And that is why the world is not perfect.”
Someone should tell Mr helikesmebutidontlikehim that I am in the ‘everyone’ category for him.