Im sick of it:(

Sick of things being so complicated

 

Sick of idiots not realising they're idiots...."look in the mirror", I say to them. They tell me to stop being idiotic.....aaaaaagh!

 

Sick of pretending its all alright. Its not alright. While I genuinely am grateful for all I have, realising Ive been incredibly blessed, it doesnt just make it disappear. And every now and then, I wish I had people to talk to who actually really cared. All my life Ive carried so much stuff on my shoulders Ive nearly broken, but I refuse to talk about it because I think of all the people who have to carry jugs of dirty water with them for miles and miles just to survive, and it pales in comparison

What Im trying to say is no, Im not always happy. My lifes been ruined in many ways...at least it feels that way, sometimes

 

Im also sick of people with no common sense. Kind of like Mr Verseau

 

Sick of having little bouts of utter foul moodness like I did when I wrote the above posts

 

Im sick of wasting my life because of what happened. I deserve better and always have done