I’m again on another emotional turmoil. *sighs* I have been so stressed lately that I desperately need something fun to do. While I’m still trying to get my to-do list done and have my things organized, some things happened that crushed my spirits. I’m now left feeling alone and left out.
My best friends now and forever are the pillow on my bed. I don’t kid. You know what pillows are for, so I don’t have to say why so.
I’m sick and tired of feeling USED. Why do people only call me when they NEED or WANT something? After I’ve done the favor, you’d go missing again. If you find that your close buddies are too busy to be with you, YOU’D ALWAYS CALL ME. So I’m the last resort? Don’t you even think of how that makes me feel? Do you think I feel happy about that — being the last resort!? GEEZ~
I’m tired of trying to make things work out. AFTER I PASSED THE ENGINEERING BOARD EXAM AND I ASKED SEVERAL PEOPLE TO CELEBRATE WITH ME, ONLY MY BROTHER AND MY BOYFRIEND WERE THERE. I DON’T KNOW IF I SHOULD STILL HAVE CELEBRATED OR WHAT. NOT ONLY THAT, I FOUND OUT THAT I’M THE ONLY ONE NOT INVITED ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS. AND YOU SAY YOU MISS ME AND WHATNOT. THAT’S… SOMETHING. REALLY SOMETHING. >_<
WHEN I WANTED YOUR SUPPORT, YOU WOULD ALWAYS SAY YOU’LL TRY, ETC. ETC. DON’T SAY YOU’LL TRY IF 100% OF THE TIME YOU WERE NEVER THERE. ‘WAG KAYO PAASA. IF YOU WERE TREATED THAT WAY, WHAT WOULD YOU FEEL? IT’S GOOD YOU’RE ALL HAPPY AND SHIT. DON’T CALL YOURSELF A FRIEND IF YOU’RE NOT BEING ONE AT ALL.
YOU DON’T KNOW ME MORE ANYMORE.
I have lots to say, but they’re all jumbled in my head. I’M TIRED OF ALL THESE BULLSHIT.
MY BOYFRIEND IS HAVING FUN SOMEWHERE OUT THERE. HOORAY.
This doesn’t only apply to several persons, but to everyone who treats their so-called friends that way. Be sensitive to others’ feelings. They’re human just like you are.