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"This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time."
Exactly.
Have you ever stopped and realized that the drudgery you call your life is suddenly not so ideal, not quite what you want?
I'm just so sick of everything being the same all the time: the same bullshit at work, the same backstabbing "friends," the same fights at home...I don't know who's real and who's fake, or if everyone is just as two-faced as I think they probably are. I'm sick of taking life so seriously, of trying so hard at everything, only to be surrounded by other people who don't give a flying fuck about anything at all. I'm sick of shouldering the burdens and then being blamed when things aren't perfect.
I'm so sick of people that cannot take responsibility and own up to their own problems and mistakes. Yet, at the same time, I'm pissed at myself for taking the blame for things that are not entirely my fault. I can't decide whether I'm too optimistic about people or too pessimistic. Emily said something today to the effect of "Well...did you really expect anything different seeing as how that person treats everyone else...?" Good point, Emily. Maybe I'm too concerned about what a person can be and not what they actually are (i.e. backstabbing bitch, liar, jerk, etc.)
I'm sick of letting other people control how I feel about myself. It seems like lately, all of the key people in my life have done nothing but walk all over me. Everyone wants something but then when the time comes that I need something, no ones around to help me. I give and I give and I give and then I'm standing there alone where everyone is when I'm in need, emotionally, physically, mentally.
I find myself wondering who to believe, who to trust. I question everyone's intentions, even my own.
Exactly.
Have you ever stopped and realized that the drudgery you call your life is suddenly not so ideal, not quite what you want?
I'm just so sick of everything being the same all the time: the same bullshit at work, the same backstabbing "friends," the same fights at home...I don't know who's real and who's fake, or if everyone is just as two-faced as I think they probably are. I'm sick of taking life so seriously, of trying so hard at everything, only to be surrounded by other people who don't give a flying fuck about anything at all. I'm sick of shouldering the burdens and then being blamed when things aren't perfect.
I'm so sick of people that cannot take responsibility and own up to their own problems and mistakes. Yet, at the same time, I'm pissed at myself for taking the blame for things that are not entirely my fault. I can't decide whether I'm too optimistic about people or too pessimistic. Emily said something today to the effect of "Well...did you really expect anything different seeing as how that person treats everyone else...?" Good point, Emily. Maybe I'm too concerned about what a person can be and not what they actually are (i.e. backstabbing bitch, liar, jerk, etc.)
I'm sick of letting other people control how I feel about myself. It seems like lately, all of the key people in my life have done nothing but walk all over me. Everyone wants something but then when the time comes that I need something, no ones around to help me. I give and I give and I give and then I'm standing there alone where everyone is when I'm in need, emotionally, physically, mentally.
I find myself wondering who to believe, who to trust. I question everyone's intentions, even my own.