Let me be selfish too, and the one time I am to the person I thought it would be understandable and all right to I guess I really can’t.
There’s a reason why I keep everything pent up and try not to tell anybody anything that really does matter about me.
Well, because I really can’t.
And honestly, who the hell wants to listen to endless whining, complaining, ranting, rage, etc.
Nobody does, we just “listen” so there is an obligation in the air giving us the right to whine, complain, rant, rage, etc. as well.
Don’t get me wrong, I end up listening to every single thing anybody will tell me cause believe it or not I really do care.
And although I do care, and I care a lot, please don’t take me for granted.
There’s only so much that I can listen to, tend to, withstand, and just whatever else you want me to do before I get the balls to stand up and shrug everybody off in my life to finally just say, “F*** it, I need some love too.”
Kind of a slap in the face to realize I really can’t let this all out on pretty much everyone now, and this is why I can’t wait until God places me in a completely foreign, unmarked place.
Until then, I am here for your convenience.
Wait, laugh at me all you want but I do have someone I can dump this all on.
Yeah, sorry but I’m going to make more of an effort to turn to you God and not people that have the same feeble, fickle heart that I do.