J e i u u . E n n o

I rather mourn for the fact that my affections are steadily deteriorating with time. Funny that it’s right now, when the guy’s just told me that his girlfriend broke up with him. Being treated like his sister, I did what little I knew of showing support and did my best to comfort my friend.

But was I stupid for being upset with him for threatening to kill himself despite that? I know that I’ve always had this bad habit of making terrible situations even worse with my sharp tongue coupled with my short temper. But come on, do I look like the type that can stand idly by when someone she cares about says he wants to kill himself? Over what, grief? She didn’t even die! If anything happens to him, though, mark my words—she will die. Or what, because being broken up with was driving him crazy? I’ll admit I don’t know how painful that is exactly, but I would at least understand if it hurt him. Just the thought of anyone I consider family going through pain is enough to worry me. But to say he’s about to attempt suicide? For him to let go of such tactless words to an even more unstable friend?

What more could you expect?

Haha. He probably hates me now, but… whatever. I don’t care anymore.

I’ll hate him first, so I can at least get to win in the end.

It’s not fair if I’d still feel so strongly for yet another friend who would disregard how much I cared about them, who would abandon me as well in the end. They’re all the same, after a while. This is why I hate real humans. It’s as if they really go out of their way just to disappoint you.

(via madammemango)