You really wouldn’t care about a lame story like this, but I am telling you anyway. Here is a girl that keep picky at me and in fact, I dislike her as well. We had a fight and after that we literally just like two parallel lines. But there’re still forces that knit these two lines together, that is - I know you’ve got it - the social networks. However, being a socially awkward person, I just keep disconnected and act like a fucking weirdo, which of course resulted in me living a tougher life than her. This is not the only reason, but definitely the start of everything. I thought I’ve been careful enough to get along but just now I found out she literally just seize every possible chance to complain. In this case, one rule perfectly proved, HATERS ARE GONNA HATE.
I don’t mind you reading this post, I don’t like you at all, but I’ll never put your daily life into public eyes. If you really wanna judge people, that’s fine, make it quiet at your heart. You don’t have to yell to prove you can be sarcastic. But here is the thing, why should I care about what people say when they really not worth my attention? Back to the original point, inner peace is really hard for me.