hmmm… i hate ppl… wait.. no.. yes i hate ppl. but what i meant to say was that, i can’t stand ppl who from out of the blue, unleash all their sorrows on you. it’s different if they are like ur gurlies and they need a shoulder and all that. but if u end a conversation, especially mine, without any good excuse and start unburdening ur woes and expect me to listen, ur barking up the wrong tree buddy. u tell me u don’t think u would like to hear my story? what makes u think i want to hear yours? go get hit by a bus. my my. a lot of anger today. ho-hum. i hate being treated like a welcome mat. especially from someone close who would… correction.. should know me better. then at the end of it all, u thank me, and leave. i feel so used. so very used and unappreciated. now that i am out of your life u don’t really care about me anymore do you? u try to get back in my life, sway my mind and then shove me when i’m not looking. karma, baby. it bites. and it bites hard.
you think i have stopped lying? it’s only that i have gotten better at it.
