Hell yeah. Y'know, if someone want to stop talking to me over IM, they could always tell me to my face. I don't mind if people want to end the conversation because we've run out of things to say- Hell, i can even tolerate you telling a lie once in a while. But if you choose to keep lying, at least, PLEASE FUCKING LIE PROPERLY. No, seriously! Don't tell such an obvious lie, especially not to me. Because i do not hesitate to point it out. Thought i was nice? Time to re-think that because seriously, i do have the guts to say something which would sever friendships. Especially if we were never close in the first place.
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Also... I don't like the feeling i get when i think i'm being used. Mmkay? I'm always there for my friends. I listen, i symphatize [if i feel that i should be condoling rather than giving them a swift kick of reality], and edge in my opinions somewhere. Sometimes i'll tell them flatly that they should get over it because it's a small matter, sometimes i let them go on and on and on. Because that's why i'm their friend. I'm here to listen. To anything. I'm the sort of person who would attempt to beat up the source of my closer friends' problems if i'm on their side of the matter. Think of it like the knight in shining [... k maybe tin-can] armour who slays the princess' dragons. It's amazing, that i can let myself be so worked up over problems that are not mine. Like a week ago. It fair kills me that i can't be home right now, so that i can help shield my friend from her problems. I'm super worried right now, and it's pissing me off that i can't do more than to just call her. Just... Ugh. By the time our conversation was over, i was so full of rage and badly wanted to punch something. I still wish i was there, yanno.
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But i sidetracked. Being used... I don't like the fact that i'm always there for people, and they take advantage of that fact. I get freakin' ignored unless they have a problem. Sure, i'm happy to listen and help them out as best as i can, but it does NOT mean they only talk to me when thye're in trouble! Who the hell do they think they are? If we don't even have a normal friendship, how can they just expect me to be there for them? No seriously, think about it. Sometimes, i wonder if i have this huge flashing signboard above my head which says TELL ME YOUR SECRETS EVEN IF I DON'T KNOW WHO THE HELL YOU ARE. Seriously!
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Blah. Just, just, BLAH.
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Also... I don't like the feeling i get when i think i'm being used. Mmkay? I'm always there for my friends. I listen, i symphatize [if i feel that i should be condoling rather than giving them a swift kick of reality], and edge in my opinions somewhere. Sometimes i'll tell them flatly that they should get over it because it's a small matter, sometimes i let them go on and on and on. Because that's why i'm their friend. I'm here to listen. To anything. I'm the sort of person who would attempt to beat up the source of my closer friends' problems if i'm on their side of the matter. Think of it like the knight in shining [... k maybe tin-can] armour who slays the princess' dragons. It's amazing, that i can let myself be so worked up over problems that are not mine. Like a week ago. It fair kills me that i can't be home right now, so that i can help shield my friend from her problems. I'm super worried right now, and it's pissing me off that i can't do more than to just call her. Just... Ugh. By the time our conversation was over, i was so full of rage and badly wanted to punch something. I still wish i was there, yanno.
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But i sidetracked. Being used... I don't like the fact that i'm always there for people, and they take advantage of that fact. I get freakin' ignored unless they have a problem. Sure, i'm happy to listen and help them out as best as i can, but it does NOT mean they only talk to me when thye're in trouble! Who the hell do they think they are? If we don't even have a normal friendship, how can they just expect me to be there for them? No seriously, think about it. Sometimes, i wonder if i have this huge flashing signboard above my head which says TELL ME YOUR SECRETS EVEN IF I DON'T KNOW WHO THE HELL YOU ARE. Seriously!
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Blah. Just, just, BLAH.
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