I wish for the worse because I think they deserve it…
But then I feel bad after a few minutes thinking “I’m a better human being than this” and feel sorry for that person instead. I think that I should be thinking instead, “What if that were me?”
But my mind usually changes quickly after that when I’ve seen they’ve avoided a crisis or have gotten out of it so easily. Because everything in their life is handed to them. I get pissed off.
It’s not fair. I just end up wish I hadn’t taken back that moment of utter hate for that person…
I’m always the one who messages them first. I always start the conversation. I always drop what I’m doing to talk them when they need it…
But when I ask for ANYONE to talk to me because I’m feeling down, guess how many responses I get: 0.
And any other day, just a message here, a Facebook comment or a random text message would make me happy. But no. I only have the friends that talk to me when they’re bored or need something.
Ironically an ambulance passed by during the song.
Kinda made me giggle…. except for whoever was possibly dying.
My Thousand Foot Krutch Bobsmade headphones arrived while I was away, they’re brilliant! <3