Satyajeet Chatterjee

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I really don't think that anyone in this world knows the real me. My closest friends know me better than anyone else, but I don't think I’ve ever let certain sides of me come
out around anyone except myself. I keep some feelings
hidden because no one would understand, and even if they did understand, there wouldn't be anything that anyone could do to make the feelings disappear. Worry about your
character, not your reputation because your character is who you ` are & your reputation is what people think you
are I'm not perfect, I never tried to be. I've made mistakes.
I've taken the easy way out. I've lied to my friends. I've hidden the truth so many times from so many people. I've hurt people, and I've even done it on purpose. I've left people behind. I've spread rumors. I've said things that I didn't mean. I'm no better than anyone, anywhere. I'm human. I have faults, and I'm not afraid to admit that. I want to
change, but I won't. Because that's what we do. That's what
we've always done. We list our faults like a grocery list, and
we move on, expecting everything to somehow change itself. It never will. I will never change. I will never be perfect. I will always make mistakes. I'll, more often than not, take the easy way out. I will lie, hide the truth, hurt people, leave
people behind, spread rumors, and say things I don't mean for the rest of my life