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Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Either I'm too nice, or I'm too sensitive. I don't know which. Make up your mind Daph.Maybe I'm a bit of both, I'm screwed now aren't I? Sometimes when I get really tired, I just get sick of trying and don't even bother. It's a terrible state for me to get to, but I do it, remorselessly too. It's bad. Oh well, what the hey. Whereas most people sit somewhere in the middle, I rest at the extreme end, and when I get rustled, I swing to the other extreme end, bypassing the middle ground where most people perch. I think that makes me a fairly hard person to figure out, by normal people standards. But I don't really care, no. At the end of the day I end up all hurt and sad, simply cuz I was too proud or nonchalent to voice my thoughts. Suck it up Daph. That's life. Sometimes I should stop putting myself on the firing line and just retract back into my tiny shell of comfort. Least I know I'm safe and unhustled there. Albeit lonely. This is crap. Life shouldn't be this hard. People should be more honest. People should be more considerate.
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