indifference [Theme] Page 2
Listen, question! Who has two thumbs and doesn't give a shit? Bob Kelso! Thanks a lot, goodbye ..
And I have long been indifferent to the fate of the people.
Indifference is incompatible with hatred. And love is compatible.
Harry Tasker: - Great news. Bye, dear.
I've learned that people aren't interested in anything that doesn't directly affect themselves. There is no pity in them. And until change comes to their hearts, your dreams of making the world a better place will not come true.
If you are insincere, people will definitely feel it and pay you back with their indifference.
It was the fire of truth. It seemed that the speaker was ready to burn in the face of everyone, for the sake of the truth. In the words and gestures of the speaker there was a fire of the soul and this fire burned in me indifference.
At a certain period of life, there comes a time when you do not care whether you have friends or not, someone loves you or not, whether your neighbors like you or not. The main thing is to be in tune with yourself, but this does not always work. Gradually, there is something in the look that people begin to fear, and stay away from you, and you already enter the taste and specially test them for strength. So far, none have survived.
- You don't care about me, do you?
- Such excuses are the same as attempts to escape. In fact, you are afraid of misunderstanding. You are afraid that others will reject you. You can't even admit to yourself that weakness.
- Such excuses are the same as attempts to escape. In fact, you are afraid of misunderstanding. You are afraid that others will reject you. You can't even admit to yourself that weakness.
I don't think you've ever in your entire life cared about how others felt. Had it been otherwise, you might have been happier.
This indifference had its own rhythm. It rolled and released again, and with it the mood jumped from extreme to extreme, from hot to cold, back and forth, like a pendulum.
- No, they seemed indifferent. They just kept on shining, little show-off!
Come on, join me.
No, you don't know him because you live next to him. Worst of all, we know our loved ones ... We reach the point where we stop seeing those around us.
Oh, how annoying are those to whom our hearts do not care and whose choice fell on us, while we did not choose them at all! Strangers that we don't want to know about, whose death we would be as indifferent as their lives... meanwhile, they fill our existence.
