Come to think of it, I'd like the whole fucking world super sized
Still bored.
6 pm and I can't find anyone I know, although I've been told a few times about a good night out I was instructed to not come to. I just don't see how going to a public place would upset and unnerve things. I mean, birthdays are meaningless right? If they meant something the rest of the people I knew would have attempted to come out for mine?
Or maybe its just everyone is special but me?
Standing in the rain today, I realized seeing me would not make anyone happy. There is maybe one person in this world who would be happy to see me, she lives to far awat though and would also probably be a little cross if I just kinda stopped by her city and expected to chill.
I think everyone is more focused on making themselves feel better, making they're lives easier. Between old friends who still can't even be bothered to come see the one thing I've ever had that made me proud, current friends who are stealing money from me, and everyone wanting to pull me this way and that to make the store what they want to see, I just don't fucking care. I can't care, what good has any real emotion done for me. I always end up alone and fucked over in the end. Why the fuck do I even try to be nice? And I'm really getting sick of people complimenting me on my points that allow me to be manipulated and abused.
Loyalty, what a sickening concept. Today the friendliest people I ran into are ppl I've been instructed to dislike, for loyalties sake. Yah, they slighted you, but they're showing me more friendliness then my so called friends, who seem more troubled to interact with me then not.
I'm so tired.
6 pm and I can't find anyone I know, although I've been told a few times about a good night out I was instructed to not come to. I just don't see how going to a public place would upset and unnerve things. I mean, birthdays are meaningless right? If they meant something the rest of the people I knew would have attempted to come out for mine?
Or maybe its just everyone is special but me?
Standing in the rain today, I realized seeing me would not make anyone happy. There is maybe one person in this world who would be happy to see me, she lives to far awat though and would also probably be a little cross if I just kinda stopped by her city and expected to chill.
I think everyone is more focused on making themselves feel better, making they're lives easier. Between old friends who still can't even be bothered to come see the one thing I've ever had that made me proud, current friends who are stealing money from me, and everyone wanting to pull me this way and that to make the store what they want to see, I just don't fucking care. I can't care, what good has any real emotion done for me. I always end up alone and fucked over in the end. Why the fuck do I even try to be nice? And I'm really getting sick of people complimenting me on my points that allow me to be manipulated and abused.
Loyalty, what a sickening concept. Today the friendliest people I ran into are ppl I've been instructed to dislike, for loyalties sake. Yah, they slighted you, but they're showing me more friendliness then my so called friends, who seem more troubled to interact with me then not.
I'm so tired.