1. How some people manage to ALWAYS be positive. I always wonder if it’s a front. I wonder if they actually really are that appreciative. I also wonder if maybe their life is really just that great, and I’m fascinated and so happy for people who honestly have that.
2. Options. For instance, my boy could have drove me home from school or he could have just went straight home. I told him to go straight home, so he did. When he got home, his laptop slid out of his backpack and shattered. Now think about it… he could have made the other decision and would have that not happened? Things like that will forever bother me
3. Nurture/nature. I think about it all too often and always try to figure out which parts of similar behaviors in humans are learned behaviors and which ones are innate.
And I am way too tired and should probably just stop blabbering and get some sleep.
I wish I could be cynical sometimes.
I hate having a big heart because the people I care about rarely care back.
Well, dude, I hope you know I’d do just about anything for you.
I’m sorry I’m not worth your friendship.
I care, though. :/
Yeah, you’re right.
I’m a fucking worthless piece of shit.
Just PLEASE kill me.
Please. Like, can I accidentally fall down 10 flights of stairs?
Can I finally accidentally walk in front of a car while it’s coming at me?
People ALWAYS FUCKING STOP ME WHEN I DO THAT.
I know, for the most part, I’m not going to get hit when I do that.
But from now on, don’t stop me. Just let me. I’m a fucking weak piece of shit who is wasting this existence that somebody else can have and do something amazing with.
I’M. DONE!
I really, really need someone to come here and hold me.
I’m holding back, but it’s so hard to. =/
I’ve been jumping from the tops of buildings
For the thrill of the fall
Ignoring sound advice or any thought of consequence
My bones are shattered
My pride is shattered
And in the midst of this self-inflicted pain
I can see my beautiful rescue.
:/