Some friend?

I don't remember why it is I feel like I owe him...  not when he reminds me of my shortcomings and how if I were more like him it'd all be better.  For who, exactly.  Not I, says me.  No, I give him the finger and in kind ask him to mind his own business.  I've never commented on his shortcomings and his lecherous personality, but maybe I ought to?  How can someone go through life using people like he does and not feel anything!  I could never do that, no, leave me my hermithood, because if the choices are that world or my own.  I'd rather be ignorant then be ANYTHING like him.  Just so everyone knows, I'm considered a horrible person to boot.  Lovely world isn't it, but I'm not allowing this, all this negativity to clog me up anymore.  No, I am stronger then anyone believes of me and I have a clear set of morals.  I don't care what they think of me or how they mock and throw hurtful things in my face.  I am better then they are.  Even if I'm the only one that will ever know...

updates....

It's been a while since I added any of my thoughts in a while, what to say, it seems like everyone is or has written a book.

Is my book such a generic idea that it doesn't sell?  Maybe?  Or like Icarus, I have a great idea that I can't really execute.  Maybe Miasma Angels is too big for me to handle.  I have tried so hard to stay positive and I will for the most part be positive but I just don't know anymore.