Shrapnel of the Heart (yup, still exploding)
Jeez people. When I tell you you don't want to read something, sometimes, just sometimes, I'm right. Not that it matters, because you're probably going to keep reading anyways.
Well you bitch. Why you gotta say crap like that? You and I both have been here for fairly the same amount of time and we both know that the only person that can be counted upon is yourself, so if you can't slog through this world by yourself, tough. Maybe you should try being successful at one of your so called "attempts" it's not like people are needing you anyways. And what do you do to make yourself needed? Not a damn thing I tell you. Not a damned one. What do you have to offer to the world that it should care about you? People were living, the sun was shining, rivers flowed, trees grew all long before you got here and they'll keep on doing that long after you leave. No one has ever been able to change that and no one ever will so what makes you think your so special? Yeah, you may be right about people and what they're going to do all the time, but who isn't? It would serve you right to be wrong once in a while, a big slap in the face to get you going. Get along, play nice, deal with yourself in a positive manner so people don't have to put up with your bullshit. You know that's your problem, I know that's your problem.
So what if your right? Which you very well may be if that's your philosophy on how to live? Yeah, what I did and said was unfair. But I feel like people just avoid me when I'm having problems for whatever reasons. I remember in chior, even though those were rather crappy times for the chior, someone always ended up cryinging in the bathroom, and someone else would always go and comfort them by bringing them tissues and sitting with them. I feel like I'm the one crying in the bathroom now, and whilst I don't think someone bringing me tissue is going to fix the damn problem, the fact that no one offers makes me cry harder because it's just one more reason no one seems to care.
Well damn you too. People have a right to know what you want before you can expect them to be giving it to you. When you sit in the corner telling people to go **** themselves they're not going be inclined to cuddle you. You don't see any of the characters in the exorsist cuddling up to the possed chick, do you? Because they're not freakin' morons!!! You catch more flies with honey, stop being such a loser.
I know that's how you feel about it, and how most people feel about it. But how can I help how I feel? What the freak should I be doing when I feel like no one likes me and no one cares? Walk up to them and say "Hey, do you hate me?"??? Is that any more fair than proverbial word vomit on LJ? Last time I had problems with someone and tried to talk it out, it just felt like they were like "hey, are you done talking yet? You're making me uncomfortable and embarressed." These are people I thought were my friends. Yeah, I have problems, yeah, you have problems too. Is really too much to need help? To expect help? This is the effort thing I was talking about. As soon as being around me seems to take effort people run scarce.
Duh. That's because you ask for help by throwing bricks through their windows.
So there's really no way is there?
No, no there's not. Like I said, we're on our own. And if you can't deal with that, well, you know.
That's it then?
Yeah. That's it.
Well you bitch. Why you gotta say crap like that? You and I both have been here for fairly the same amount of time and we both know that the only person that can be counted upon is yourself, so if you can't slog through this world by yourself, tough. Maybe you should try being successful at one of your so called "attempts" it's not like people are needing you anyways. And what do you do to make yourself needed? Not a damn thing I tell you. Not a damned one. What do you have to offer to the world that it should care about you? People were living, the sun was shining, rivers flowed, trees grew all long before you got here and they'll keep on doing that long after you leave. No one has ever been able to change that and no one ever will so what makes you think your so special? Yeah, you may be right about people and what they're going to do all the time, but who isn't? It would serve you right to be wrong once in a while, a big slap in the face to get you going. Get along, play nice, deal with yourself in a positive manner so people don't have to put up with your bullshit. You know that's your problem, I know that's your problem.
So what if your right? Which you very well may be if that's your philosophy on how to live? Yeah, what I did and said was unfair. But I feel like people just avoid me when I'm having problems for whatever reasons. I remember in chior, even though those were rather crappy times for the chior, someone always ended up cryinging in the bathroom, and someone else would always go and comfort them by bringing them tissues and sitting with them. I feel like I'm the one crying in the bathroom now, and whilst I don't think someone bringing me tissue is going to fix the damn problem, the fact that no one offers makes me cry harder because it's just one more reason no one seems to care.
Well damn you too. People have a right to know what you want before you can expect them to be giving it to you. When you sit in the corner telling people to go **** themselves they're not going be inclined to cuddle you. You don't see any of the characters in the exorsist cuddling up to the possed chick, do you? Because they're not freakin' morons!!! You catch more flies with honey, stop being such a loser.
I know that's how you feel about it, and how most people feel about it. But how can I help how I feel? What the freak should I be doing when I feel like no one likes me and no one cares? Walk up to them and say "Hey, do you hate me?"??? Is that any more fair than proverbial word vomit on LJ? Last time I had problems with someone and tried to talk it out, it just felt like they were like "hey, are you done talking yet? You're making me uncomfortable and embarressed." These are people I thought were my friends. Yeah, I have problems, yeah, you have problems too. Is really too much to need help? To expect help? This is the effort thing I was talking about. As soon as being around me seems to take effort people run scarce.
Duh. That's because you ask for help by throwing bricks through their windows.
So there's really no way is there?
No, no there's not. Like I said, we're on our own. And if you can't deal with that, well, you know.
That's it then?
Yeah. That's it.