I've come to learn quite a few things. I'm not the best at it, but I realised finally the people I used to hold within just inches of my metaphorical heart, were just as manipulative as the people they warned me about the whole time. Not everyone gets to be a good person, I guess. I find it ironic that the people who told me I was a good person turned out to be terrible in the end, but at least it drives the point home. I am a good, reasonable person, at least in my own personal opinion. Enough about them however, they watched me die and did nothing about it, so let us talk about something positive. Recently I've found myself to be quite fond of a specific person. I met her through a community on tumblr, in essence, and we have found ourselves to be quite similar which is cool. Spoiler alert; she lives so very many kilometers away from me, which is a shame. -At this point, who even knows who I am.