Sometimes, I question my judgement on people. I seem to always try to find the good in every single person, even when I know that there's not really hope in them changing or moving forward. I guess, sometimes it's because I know life has dealt them a bad hand and I want to help.. but, there's only so much I'm willing to do. I can only be asked for a ride, for money, or for anything of that nature before I decide I just can't do it anymore. I like hanging out with the person that they are, but not the apparent beggar they are. I've spent quite the amount trying to keep them a float, and have barely been paid back in return. I also, know that you've might have tapped out all of your sources on other people too, so the cry wolf bullshit of 'I'm getting evicted' Rings on dead ears now. Then, apparently me saying i can't give you a ride because I am already groggy from medication, then unable to sleep means that I'm not a good friend? Fine. I don't apparently need you around that much I guess. You've barely talked to me at all since I started my new job.
Just like me being sick of this city. I'm just so frustrated from everyone always just zoning in on themselves, not looking around, and seeing what lives they are putting in danger. Sometimes, I hope I can watch some of them pay the toll for texting and driving, but I know that I would be put in harms way, as well. All this ALWAYS happens in Dallas, thus... I'm fucking done with Dallas. I'm going to be trying to move as soon as I can to somewhere closer to my work because I'm finally done with this. I want to be able to live on my own, away from fucking leeches, and everything of that nature.
That's all for right now.
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