There’s a little something that I’ve learned during this lifetime. This is not something that I’ve suddenly learned because I’m now old enough in terms of physical age; this took some lifetimes to figure out. Not all of my virtues are worth holding onto. Taking time to explain oneself maybe called for at times, but other times, it is probably nobody else’s business. Still, there are certain virtues I’ll no longer allow others to hold me to – loyalty, dependability, generosity, forgiveness, being consistent, and keeping my word.

I’m also not going to hang onto the importance of being seen as a good person. It will be enough to be a good enough person, and doing so even if mean-spirited critics weren’t convinced of it. I have no intention to run for a political office, and for the rest of us, critics can go wank themselves out of their frustration. I’ll settle on being accountable to people who I care about, not the entire fucking world population. Sure, the opinion of decent people will always be important to me, but locking steps with well-meaning people won’t be.

The reason is simple: Unscrupulous people will easily exploit your virtues and drag you in the mud over moral debates when they, themselves, do not have a moral leg to stand on. If you think you’re a good person, THEIR vices don’t matter, do they? Therefore, no matter how flawed another person is, THEY can always hold a good person down by their virtues. From now on, I’m not going allow rubbish people to ask me to do jack shit for them anymore, no matter what I may have promised to any given person or God himself.

I’ll explain myself whenever I fucking want to.

There was a time when I considered it beneath me to dignify rumors and ill talk with a reaction, but now, fuck me. You know? If only Johnny Depp had spilled the beans two years before, right? That said, I’ll explain whatever I want to explain, and I’ll offer proof when I want. I also won’t blame people for not knowing which cunt to believe, but I won’t be explaining myself endlessly to people who refuse to believe proof just to keep me in their hook. I won’t have you bark at me for caring what good people think of me. You will not shame me out of defending myself and my reputation in public when attacked with absolute bullocks… or otherwise. That said:

Loyalty: Only people who have screwed or intend to screw me over have ever asked for loyalty.

Unfair people need to DEMAND loyalty as a character trait of those they plan on screwing over. Good, fair people do not.

WHY ON EARTH would you double cross or betray, leave, or in any way wrong a person who has treated you kindly or even fairly for all of the time you’ve known them? People who deserve loyalty don’t ask for it as MY character trait, but know they can count on people being loyal to a person like them… Even rubbish people are loyal to good people in terms of never leaving them… In fact, rubbish people are very careful not to leave good people… Because good people are exploitable.

MY forgiveness will not serve me, as I won’t be needing your forgiveness.

It is unlikely I will ever fuck you over in terms of being fair to you. It is unlikely I’ll ever lie to your face.

If I will ever fuck you over, you are fully permitted to be angry with me for the rest of your life and fuck right out of my life as you see fit. The likelihood that I will be the one screwing you over… Exists probably, depending on the way you see my sexual habits, but other than that, it won’t be me who needs forgiveness. Therefore, I won’t forgive anybody when it only serves THEIR interests, not mine.

In addition, I will reserve the right to forgive whomever I fucking like for whatever crime I like to forgive them for, and I’ll only ever forgive in the purpose of letting them back into my life and to continue being in love with them in the future. If I was never in love with them in the first place, hooray to not forgiving for a diddley squat.

And yeah yeah yeah “you should forgive for your own sake.” Whatever. None of your business. Holding a grudge has never felt bad to me. Kinda love it, actually. I love how it makes the people squirm. Moral high ground is the best. They can fucking forgive themselves for being cunts and dicks if they want to, but I sure won’t do it on their behalf.

Dependability and being a woman of my word.

I will, of course, be dependable and keep my word with people who haven’t given me a reason to go back on it. But if MY CHARACTER is the only reason for me to keep true to my word, then fuck my character. You can go fuck yourself. I’ll go back on my word if the ONLY PERSON BENEFITING from me being true to it is some selfish cunt with a chip on her shoulder for whatever reason.

I’ll fucking Amber Donate my money if the person I promised it to will turn out to be A Heard, no matter what it makes me look like.

Generosity – I’ll give when I want to, the rest of you can start a gofundme -page.

There are certain causes that I’d love to contribute to, just for the fun of it. I’m not going to say what, because if you’re busy doing it wrong, I don’t want you calling me when I finally strike gold.

I will no longer consider myself a generous person by nature.

Instead of kind, I wish to be just and fair.

I don’t want to be a particularly kind person from now on. I want to be just and fair. Rather than holding up people who have no intention of using their own muscles to get to places, I want to do right by people who are not only good people but also willing to work – even for the benefit of greater community without picking seemingly random loser individuals to pamper and care for separately.

You know, those random people aren’t random. They’re people who know which coat tail to sew their coat to early on, they know who to bank on, while OTHER more deserving people go unnoticed and unhelped for lifetimes upon lifetimes as these hang-around’s get fatter like meat pigs without ever going all the way to the slaughter.

I won’t respect a marriage between non-True Emotion Mirrors.

If I find a man attractive, I know one thing: he isn’t in love, even if he is married. It’s a funny trait of mine, if there’s too much estrogen in his field, I don’t want him. If a man is married but not so married he can’t tell me he wants me, he’s not married enough for me to respect that marriage.

Also, I won’t side with you simply because we’re both women, not that I ever have. Just saying. This one still stands.

I won’t fear labels so much that I’ll start simping you assholes.

You know how people can be persuaded to do a lot of crazy shit because they fear labels like “bigot” “racist” “homo/transphobe” or whatever… Those are nasty words, but fuck you. Use them and any other label all you like. I’ll J.K. Rowling it.

By the way, “phobia” is an irrational fear of something. There is nothing irrational about fearing people who want to rip their genitals out and have them reversed. (I’m being funny. Seriously speaking, most “transphobes” are not transphobes. They’re simply transcritical, but there are certain people with an irrational fear of critisism, disagreement, and rational conversation.)

I will speak my mind as it suits me, but 140 characters is hardly enough to explain certain things to a bunch of blood-thirsty dim wits.

That may fit an X.

I will no longer make decisions based on THIS LIFE only.

I will always look at the bigger picture before making decisions. One lifetime is too short of a scope. So it’s convenient to make a decision on the short term goal. It would be easy to give in to the demands of a spiritual blackmailer now, but the consequences of doing so are going to make our lives suck soooo much more in a later lifetime that it’s just not going to happen anymore. No more extortionists.

I’ve smartened up.

I don’t like being single and alone, but being without friends beats being friends with cunts.

Enough said.

I will no longer think of a relationship with me is based on “deserving me” because you’re a nice enough person.

This one is a weird one to begin with, I know. But I know a lot of you will understand what I mean by it when I explain.

You know how we try to give a reason for a breakup. There has to be “a reason” of some description. They must have failed you somehow for the breakup to be valid and reasonable… Or that a rejection before knowing them fully is acceptable. Like we KNOW that’s rubbish, I know that’s rubbish, but I still have often fallen into the way of thinking, that I need a valid school-grade-failure style reason for dismissing someone as a friend or a partner. Like if you’ve qualified as a reasonably nice person, I can’t reject your offer of friendship or romantic love, especially if I’m single or lonely? Fuck off. I don’t need a justification for finding you a fucking bore… Or a pain in the fucking neck.

You are permitted to copy.

Reinstall

Instead, I’ll readopt certain attitudes that I have abandoned at some stage of my reincarnational cycle.

Elitism

I will gladly sign up to elitist thinking and viewpoints and hold myself entitled to elite company, while holding the right to reject the company of people who I do not consider worthy of my company, based on whatever reason I see fit without owing them the explanation why their faded hair coloring is turning me nauseous. (It’s unlikely to be the reason but if it so happens to give me the creeps I reserve the right to be irked by it.)

I will hold my friends to MY standards from now on. I know it’s a slim chance I’ll ever find friends again, or hold them for long, but you know… Tough titties.

I will not apologize for liking physically, stereotypically beautiful, symmetrical and proportionate people.

Fuck you all. I like my men beautiful, red carpet sexy even though sometimes I like to indulge in my ugly fetish but if I prefer my people beautiful it’s none of your god damned business. You fat mothafuckas can go be loved elsewhere, seems easy for you, as nobody feels right to tell to your face that you love wrong, like you have no issues telling me.

As for the heading.

This is not a promise… This is a warning.