Nullsphere

There’s a strange cocktail of emotions floating around in my heart at the moment.

• 1 part sadness, at a door being slammed in my face after I have cared enough to do my best
• 1 part bitterness, because I guess I expected better but should have known better
• 1 part cynicism, as I’ve been in this situation before and didn’t come out of it a better person
• 2 parts ice-cold determination, because where this is headed, I’ll never be a better person
• A dash of insanity.

I’m done getting mad. I’m getting even.

Edit: To anyone who might be so inclined to tell me that I’m a bitch, yes, I know. Find something original to say. I got the memo. In fact, I wrote the memo.