Things happen for the good and the bad. You just gotta figure out which one it was. & when you do who knows what has happened since the first time you thought about it. Things change.
I dont understand why I cant not get upset. I say I just won’t give a fuck but I give a lot of fucks. Seriously one of the most irritating things I have to live with.
I dint get why I choose people who aren’t sensitive or caring to shit I care about. To shit I have emotions about and sometimes just need a fucking hug and a shoulder to wimper on.
This is the worst fucking feeling and you just can never help. I don’t want to feel unwanted trying to just get comfort at these kinds of times. I guess im wing thinking you care enough to want to ever know what’s wrong.