I’ve recently had the pleasure of knowing two types of people.

Weighing in both of their negative features. Not that they don’t have any good in them, they do. But sometimes it gets lost along the way.

Some go out of their way to hurt people. I will never understand why. It just feels petty. But they are who they are and proud of it, so good for them in the end.

And then, the other, who had no one else at her lowest yet, the minute she found her way back to herself, went back to being the bitch we all formed a love-hate relationship with.

And the lesson in all of this is that no one is ever really genuine. They always have something they need from you. And when your cup is empty, you’re useless to them.