for christ's sake
why do I even bother with some people. At some point you just wonder if it's worth dealing with them anymore. I have really tied to make things better, to make people happy, to have a decent and enjoyable relationship with people (and I mean platonic). Some people just don't realize that there's two people in a friendship.
The only reason I keep dealing with these people is because, at some long lost time and place, we ere happy with each other. We laughed, we cried, and oh yeah, we actually talked to each other. I am sick of this. I want everything to work out. I want to be friends with these people. But no, I get thrown down a well and left cold and wet in the dark.
Maybe this is why I have trouble making and keeping friends. Everyone I fucking know is so closeted and so self-absorbed and so lazy that any attempt at camaraderie is thrown and never caught.
I'm done with this bullshit. If you want to fix something, you come to me. I've tried going to you, but you haven't gotten over yourself yet. When you do, come to me, because I am done trying to figure this out for the both of us. you have to do your god damned share.
The only reason I keep dealing with these people is because, at some long lost time and place, we ere happy with each other. We laughed, we cried, and oh yeah, we actually talked to each other. I am sick of this. I want everything to work out. I want to be friends with these people. But no, I get thrown down a well and left cold and wet in the dark.
Maybe this is why I have trouble making and keeping friends. Everyone I fucking know is so closeted and so self-absorbed and so lazy that any attempt at camaraderie is thrown and never caught.
I'm done with this bullshit. If you want to fix something, you come to me. I've tried going to you, but you haven't gotten over yourself yet. When you do, come to me, because I am done trying to figure this out for the both of us. you have to do your god damned share.