i told myself “hey, how about you NOT be afraid to open yourself up to people and ask someone to help you with some mental turmoils and opposed to internalizing them and pretending they don’t exist till they vanish”
i listened. what happens?
EXACTLY what happened before.
but you know it’s cool i was up till 4 in the morning helping you through your shit the night before one of my finals. or that i helped you at your job that day shit was all fucked up. No big deal. but when it’s time for reciprocity. motherfuckers are nowhere where to be found.
it’s cool. i should’ve expected it. and now i feel like the fool who should know better.
i’m not even mad at them. it’s what people do. i’m more mad at myself for sticking my neck out there (YET AGAIN) and it all being a waste of time. i should fucking know better.
oh well time to close up, yet again.
here’s a fucking gif. now leave me alone.

i’m going to go and read the wikipedia articles on things more interesting than people. like animal shit.
