Literature
Two-Faced
I abhor two-faced people.
It grinds my gears when someone is one person to me and a different person to some other.
But I can’t escape the guilt of being a two-faced person myself.
Most of the days, I can be an all-accepting, unconditionally receptive, student psychotherapist. I’m all ears for you.
Come weekends, you’ll never meet anyone as skeptical, cynical, and sick realist like me. Your hope is negligible.
The type of person I hate the most is within me.
I’m sorry one day, not a bit sorry the next.
I love two-faced people, what can I say?