Thursday, April 13, 2006
Nevermore
So many goddamn things happened since the start of the year that I just want to crawl under a rock and pray for tomorrow to come, only to find that the tomorrow I had hoped for cannot even begin to make me feel any better. Old skeletons were brought up one by one by those people who I trusted the most. I feel betrayed yet I no longer feel sadness... instead, I feel rage.
I have had enough of the bullshit people put me through. When I think about it, I feel like I'm being used; used because I allow myself to be used. Thinking about it, most people start up a conversation with me by asking me for a favor. It's either I'm a fucking dictionary, a tutorial or some game guide. It's selfish yes but I have come to terms with this for a long time now. W0uldn't you feel angry if people only saw you as an oasis? Nothing more than a resource only worth asking when necessary. Fuck it. I try very hard to make new friends but it seems I'm nothing more than a joke to these people.
As much as my friends say I should talk more often, I'm more or less ignored after a few minutes of hi's and hello's so why give a damn to these people. They don't care about me so why the hell should I care about them. It's already hard to let out my problems to people without having them ignore what I'm trying to say. I'm just so pissed off. Frustrated. Like who cares anyway.
I'm Marty and I want to sign off.
Riding the Lightning
7:22 PM