Au Revoir
Dec 20, 2013 9:20:41 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2013 9:20:41 GMT -8
I honestly almost didn't do this post, but I was convinced to, as I am often convinced to do my better actions lately.
Let it be known to those of you who didn't see the first thread, I bear you no ill will specifically, no matter who you are - no more than I tend to bear anybody else anyway. I haven't got along with many of you, but those who've been around long enough will attest that's because I'm a disagreeable cuss, not for anything anybody did themselves. That said, little has been done to improve my image of our kind as a whole from you lot.
This closed little community has served a great, great deal to show me just how little we really care about one another. From 'close friends' I have never truly beheld so much behind-the-back dealing, shit talk, or general backbiting. Honest discussion derailed by manchildren who admit failing to see the difference between for realsies and pretendsies, any topic at all being shut down in favor of literally hours of discourse regarding feces, and then such blatant turn-around favoritism that my eyebrows are still fighting to lower into a realistic angle. No, little and less has served to direct me from my initial opinions regarding people a a whole, at least from such places as this.
A lack in standards in a few places lead to a total drop of them in almost all others, and from that we not only earned a total lack of roleplay, but a demand that everybody be blamed for it but we individually, as though some sort of failed-at-birth high school function. When I saw new names funneling in, I hoped so deeply that new blood would be what was needed to keep a few major organs pumping - instead, the blood was spoiled, the organs poisoned, and the heart died. I've seen castles crumble, have stood within their walls as the final lights burnt out, but never before have I debased myself to reside within the carcass for so long, praying for a literal resurrection. New lows, I find, are easier to come by when you've long since tossed away your pride or self-value.
Therefore, I think I'm going to try and regain some of that self worth. A new home, with new faces, albeit a slight few old as well; it's far from a full renaissance, but every little step is a burst of fresh air on a dried face.
You can't suck the poison from a festered wound, so I won't bother: good bye, you lot, and here's hoping somewhere along the line something changes, because as much as we might tell ourselves that a new venue is all it takes, that's hardly the case at all. If you put a rotten apple in a fresh box, the rest of them will spoil too - god willing, some of the better apples can figure out how to brush off some of the fuzz, at least.
So good luck, and so long. It's been real, y'all.
Let it be known to those of you who didn't see the first thread, I bear you no ill will specifically, no matter who you are - no more than I tend to bear anybody else anyway. I haven't got along with many of you, but those who've been around long enough will attest that's because I'm a disagreeable cuss, not for anything anybody did themselves. That said, little has been done to improve my image of our kind as a whole from you lot.
This closed little community has served a great, great deal to show me just how little we really care about one another. From 'close friends' I have never truly beheld so much behind-the-back dealing, shit talk, or general backbiting. Honest discussion derailed by manchildren who admit failing to see the difference between for realsies and pretendsies, any topic at all being shut down in favor of literally hours of discourse regarding feces, and then such blatant turn-around favoritism that my eyebrows are still fighting to lower into a realistic angle. No, little and less has served to direct me from my initial opinions regarding people a a whole, at least from such places as this.
A lack in standards in a few places lead to a total drop of them in almost all others, and from that we not only earned a total lack of roleplay, but a demand that everybody be blamed for it but we individually, as though some sort of failed-at-birth high school function. When I saw new names funneling in, I hoped so deeply that new blood would be what was needed to keep a few major organs pumping - instead, the blood was spoiled, the organs poisoned, and the heart died. I've seen castles crumble, have stood within their walls as the final lights burnt out, but never before have I debased myself to reside within the carcass for so long, praying for a literal resurrection. New lows, I find, are easier to come by when you've long since tossed away your pride or self-value.
Therefore, I think I'm going to try and regain some of that self worth. A new home, with new faces, albeit a slight few old as well; it's far from a full renaissance, but every little step is a burst of fresh air on a dried face.
You can't suck the poison from a festered wound, so I won't bother: good bye, you lot, and here's hoping somewhere along the line something changes, because as much as we might tell ourselves that a new venue is all it takes, that's hardly the case at all. If you put a rotten apple in a fresh box, the rest of them will spoil too - god willing, some of the better apples can figure out how to brush off some of the fuzz, at least.
So good luck, and so long. It's been real, y'all.