tarococo
professional procrastinator
- Nov 27, 2023
- 86
I was peacefully scrolling on pinterest and suddenly, this poem pops up
I'm sick of living for others, I'm sick of people making everything about themselves. No one cares about me, ACTUALLY cares.
Most of them are the reason my life is fucking hell. Why am I always the one that has to think about how my actions affect the people around me while no one else even tries to make the effort to listen to me for once? To actually see me? I've done this all my life, the only reason I've been sticking around for so long is because some people here depend on me, I've never been a selfish person, so maybe this is the last big "selfish" thing I have to do, then.
Maybe it wouldn't be that bad if people actually started reflecting on their behaviour after I've left.
Life isn't all about you your life isn't all about you that rope hangs your family too dude I'm so done with reading shit like this I've been so numb the past few days but this?
THIS DEFINITELY MADE ME FEEL SOMETHING I'M SO FUCKING ANGRY RIGHT NOW