Pants Vs. Human decency

it doesn't exist much anymore. but sometimes you come across people who reaffirm your faith in humanity.
I'm going through life. through my whole life now as it appears in boxes and on websites and deleting the signs and the shapes and every piece of it I can find. does it make things easier? who knows. will I regret it? probably. but I keep finding more and more reasons to be regretful these days than I do to be proud.
so that's what it's all about. being proud of myself. and proud of my actions. the rest of you, how you act, who you are, the character you portray? that's all an afterthought now. I'd be a hypocrite for thinking less of people who act based on their own interest. because that's where I'm heading now. but I think there's a difference between doing it without regard, and doing it with regard. and that's where my opinion of people changes.
life is too short not to scream love.
but it's not too short that you can't chose who get's to hear those screams. who is actually deserving of those screams.
I won't be all positivity and light because it's totally not who I am. but I will say that I'm done being a fucking doormat to unappreciative people who can't even formulate a thank you in the most humbling of situations. there is something fundamentaly wrong with people who can't say thanks.
and I am eternally grateful for the people in my life right now who are showing me over and over again that I'm deserving of real love. and I'm eternally grateful for the fact that I can actually start to believe them today.