I don't really know what triggered this post but I suppose it's seeing how some people can still be happy happy pseudo muchloves after what they have done-- hurt, bitch and backstab people. It reminds me of one of Jolene's entries about how cheating guys can still turn out to be good guys to their other friends, and regardless of how morally wrong she thought of their behaviour, they CAN still leave the impression that they are nice guys. But not me. Those people I was referring to in my first sentence, they are only nice to people of the same inconsiderate kind, only pretending to be civil when they need to use you. What they did, I have lost all respect for them and that twinge of contempt is what is left. It's always one thing to wish that bad things will happen to other people, but it's another altogether when you set out to actually hurt people you don't even know well enough.

I put on an exterior when I see any of them, I guess that's part and parcel of the real world, pretense to 'get along and avoid unnecessary conflict'. But that twinge, despisement still resurface. Like I said, one thing to wish for... ...

I'll be glad when they're gone.