"Be the change you want to see in the world"

Mish mash of shit

I’m not depressed, I’m not mad. But I’m frustrated, I want people to understand me just like I understand them. My goal in life isn’t to make enemies, nor is it to make friends. I don’t care how many friends I have, whoever I have, I want to know that they’re doing well, that they’re happy, know that they’re not fighting some stupid shit that they don’t deserve to deal with. And also, I don’t make judgment calls of myself, but I think I’m a generally good friend, I’m not being cocky, I’m being honest, I try to be the person that people can fall back and talk to, be comforted by knowing that I won’t screw them over just cause I know things about them. That’s me as a friend, I’m not the best person in the world, but I think I’m a bit better than average maybe. I don’t ask for people’s despair, I wish all a good life, even though realistically, it’s not completely possible. But hey, I’m living to make a difference, I can try to help, can’t I?

I also hate hearing about shitty friends, what kind of a friend are you by abandoning your own friends. You’re not a friend, you don’t deserve to be called a good friend, you deserve to be called a traitor and a lowly coward. Stabbing people behind their backs, especially your friends. That’s filthy, that’s absolutely disgusting, I can’t stand it. I will never be like that, I will never betray my friends, because I’m better than that. And if you don’t believe it, then try me.

I’ve never had a new years kiss, a mistletoe kiss, or a valentine kiss.

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Some people disappoint me

My first thought when my alarm clock goes off:

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Frustrating Friends

Ok, so I was on the verge of losing one friend, but that’s all okay now, now I got another friend who I made mad. Ah shit, life’s already hard enough as it is, give me a fucking break already, girls need to grow some mammary glands sometimes.

I also wanna drop out of this stupid class, but the damn teacher wants me to stay in cause he wants me to be like the “star” of like the whole show and shit, cause it’s a theatre class, we perform a show, and there aren’t many guys, and I’m like the only legit male actor in the class, which sucks. But I don’t want that glory, all I think about is Singing and Bowling, not acting. Gah, lemme out, I just wanna sing.

hmm

A little disappointed, but I think it’ll be alright….