I know this is not the best appology I can offer for disappearing like that but Yay, I'm back from the dead, now shall we move on to my infinite ranting?
Ya know there is this HUGE downside of being the kind caring one?
Goddamit, I'm just so sick to death of taking people's bullshit up my ass all I want to do right now is wrap my tiny hands around somebody's throat and see the life suck out of their faces. Literally. I'm sorry if I'm creeping you out, tbh, I'm kinda getting goose bumbs myself.
But I just need an ear right now. Because honestly, I'm sick, so sick of having to sacrifice my every time to listen to people's problems and help them, because whenever I need someone to talk to, every single one of them turns their backs on me, as if I'm completely nothing. Can't you hear me? I'm screaming for your attention, but whenever I try to reach for your hand, you fold your arms pushing me away. Oh so is that your own way of showing me how much you care about me? Okay then excuse me for being a delusional bitch.
It just seems like nobody even cares anymore.
We're all so self-centered, 'Me' is all that matters for us.
It's kinda sad. Because if you think of it, you're on your own in this life. No matter how many friends you're surrounded with, they still would choose themselves over you, beacuse that's just human nature. And humans are naturally selfish.
No matter how much we care for someone, we still care for ourselves a lot more because at the end, we all lead our different pathes.
Anyway, that was so out of topic. I was just having one of those 'Life is so weird' spiritual philosophical moments where you just sit and stare at one point and wander to a different dimmension. I'm not sure if that only happens to me though..
What I'm trying to say is that I think all kind cheerful people should have their annual day where they just freAKING STOP CARING. Where they could be selfish, they could go quiet and depressing, they could snap at people, cry and sob and scream and punch walls and make weird whale noises because they just can't take it anymore.
I want to be able to, at lease once a year, vent.
I want to vent and vent and vent without having to be worried of being judged as a drama queen, without having to worry about other's feelings.
I want to vent because even though I come out as gentle and kind and sweet, there is this HUGE beast inside of me craving for something to kill, craving to scream, and it just wants to gets out. It wants to be set free. And one cannot keep his anger inside for too long before exploding.
And I'm pretty sure that's what every kind person wants.
To vent.
Who knows? Maybe someday, we'll be able to make it a world wide annual day.
The venting day. How awesome would that be?
Ya know there is this HUGE downside of being the kind caring one?
Goddamit, I'm just so sick to death of taking people's bullshit up my ass all I want to do right now is wrap my tiny hands around somebody's throat and see the life suck out of their faces. Literally. I'm sorry if I'm creeping you out, tbh, I'm kinda getting goose bumbs myself.
But I just need an ear right now. Because honestly, I'm sick, so sick of having to sacrifice my every time to listen to people's problems and help them, because whenever I need someone to talk to, every single one of them turns their backs on me, as if I'm completely nothing. Can't you hear me? I'm screaming for your attention, but whenever I try to reach for your hand, you fold your arms pushing me away. Oh so is that your own way of showing me how much you care about me? Okay then excuse me for being a delusional bitch.
It just seems like nobody even cares anymore.
We're all so self-centered, 'Me' is all that matters for us.
It's kinda sad. Because if you think of it, you're on your own in this life. No matter how many friends you're surrounded with, they still would choose themselves over you, beacuse that's just human nature. And humans are naturally selfish.
No matter how much we care for someone, we still care for ourselves a lot more because at the end, we all lead our different pathes.
Anyway, that was so out of topic. I was just having one of those 'Life is so weird' spiritual philosophical moments where you just sit and stare at one point and wander to a different dimmension. I'm not sure if that only happens to me though..
What I'm trying to say is that I think all kind cheerful people should have their annual day where they just freAKING STOP CARING. Where they could be selfish, they could go quiet and depressing, they could snap at people, cry and sob and scream and punch walls and make weird whale noises because they just can't take it anymore.
I want to be able to, at lease once a year, vent.
I want to vent and vent and vent without having to be worried of being judged as a drama queen, without having to worry about other's feelings.
I want to vent because even though I come out as gentle and kind and sweet, there is this HUGE beast inside of me craving for something to kill, craving to scream, and it just wants to gets out. It wants to be set free. And one cannot keep his anger inside for too long before exploding.
And I'm pretty sure that's what every kind person wants.
To vent.
Who knows? Maybe someday, we'll be able to make it a world wide annual day.
The venting day. How awesome would that be?
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