All I have to say is that this had all better be worth it. all of this hell we go through, all the pain and tears...there'd better be a reason. i want something waiting for me after death. I WANT TO KNOW IT WASN'T ALL IN VAIN.
I am so unbelievably sick of being taken advantage of. i consider myself to be an empathetic person. i care about my friends. i love and respect them. so when my babies are upset, i give them hugs. comfort. support.
AND YET WHEN I'M ON THE VERGE OF TEARS ALL DAY, NO ONE SAYS A WORD.
I'm a bubbly person at school (well, around my friends i am.) full of life, trying to start conversations. apparently, i seem to make situations worse, but that's a different story. but i have my moments. i get upset like everyone else. and my wonderful caring friends don't say a damn thing. don't even look my way.
"oh, salt is upset, that's nice."
WHAT. THE. HELL?
i'm taken advantage of FAR too much. and you know who i'm most angry at? girlface. mmmhmm. SHE is my BEST FRIEND. does that mean anything to her? whenever she's sad, i hug her and talk to her, and you know what she said to me today?
NOT ONE WORD.
not even hi! oh no! that would be FAR too much!
DO I EVEN MATTER TO ANYONE IN THIS WORLD?