we discussed it over coffee. myself and i.
i think
it will never be "ok".
i guess my priorities are in the wrong area. maybe not. it's all a matter of perpective and interpretation.
right?
i'm tired of always being worried that what I say won't be acceptable
i'm tired of trying so hard and failing. repeatedly.
i'm tired of being so tired
of always being the responsible one
of driving everyone
of being conveyed as a bad friend
like it's a job
why the hell does friendship have to have so many strings attatched? like it's a costly obligation? aren't friends supposed to be friendly? support each other...whether you speak intimately or not?
you're not the one hanging on the edge in need of a hand.
i promise.