Wow. Seriously. I'm feeling unappreciated, really. No, I'm not an ego freak, but sometimes it sucks major when you try to help, and people just seem to either not care, or regard you as "in the way." Do I need to help? No. Do I try to? Yea. Do I have better things to do with my life? Most probably. Then why do I want to help random friends with random shit at random times? Because I feel like it. I help people before I help myself (most of the time anyway). It's one of those emo cases where I ask myself "Why do I even bother? I'm sick and tired (both literally) and yet still toss myself into these things." I think people need help when they don't know how to prioritize and analyze their own situations. It's kind of ironic since I'm completely unorganized, but at least I know what has to be done, so I suggest as such. So I'm thinking next time people ask me for help, they can expect a "break me, I have a life too." Don't go acting all high and mighty because you think you're always right and that I must be wrong. If you feel the need to be reaffirmed by a third opinion before you actually believe anything I say, I'll just stay silent and screw you over. If that brings me down too, woe for me.
Get a life that doesn't involve you being at the center of everything. Not everything revolves around you, and I certainly don't have to waste my time being in your vicinity. If you need to get your shit together, then do it. If you can't even realize your own predicament, don't expect people to hear you complain.
P.S. This doesn't apply to just 1 person, though I know from the way I wrote it, several people will get defensive. I'm just that kind of demagogue.
And the wind brought Clive @ 11:08 PM
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