mentally constrained
so yeah. i feel empty. not altogether, like puzzle being pulled apart by chunks, indiscrimantley.
what is wrong with me.
i dont know anybody i can actually genuinley trust.
i dont know anyone i really genuinley care about. i care though.
i think people mistake my sincerity for weakness. and my courtesy the same way.
i hate being used.
i think people think i only think about myself since im not quick to jump on their bandwagon, or kiss their ass when they want me too. i have plenty of dilemnas myself, buddy.
i think people take my sarcasm too seriously.
i dont think anyone loves me.
what is wrong with me.
i dont know anybody i can actually genuinley trust.
i dont know anyone i really genuinley care about. i care though.
i think people mistake my sincerity for weakness. and my courtesy the same way.
i hate being used.
i think people think i only think about myself since im not quick to jump on their bandwagon, or kiss their ass when they want me too. i have plenty of dilemnas myself, buddy.
i think people take my sarcasm too seriously.
i dont think anyone loves me.