I used to think that an ex-friend's worst quality was that, given the choice between something wonderful happening to a loved one, or something awful happening to an enemy, they'd choose the latter every time
I suppose I still think that's their worst quality. Except now, I share the sentiment
Living in a world where the most awful people operate with impunity has gotten so much harder. The solace I take (took) in knowing that they are miserable despite all their spoils is no longer enough
I need there to be justice
And I really really hate feeling this way