Sunday, October 14, 2007
finally, the big question comes. did i do the right thing? or rather, have i done the right thing?
when you decide to do something, and in the end, it comes back to haunt you. a choice that you decided to make, all in the name of concern, of justice. was it the right choice, did i do the right thing? i just wonder.
if i did, why do i feel this way right now? as if i did something wrong? why must it be brought up in this situation? that's really, truly the question that i'm asking. what the heck was the problem? why don't they see it as the right thing to do? why is it that just because of the decisions i make, even if it is a right decision, that i still lose friends in the end? what is wrong? am i the problem? *at this point of time i'm really wishing i could swear, but i'm not going to do so*
let it rest, let it rest you say. damn it. if you want it to be laid to rest, you wouldn't have come to find me and say all that shit, as if you were greater than me, giving me that freakin oh-so-holy attitude. what is your problem? can't you read the damned signs? they don't like you, i'm just concerned for you yet this is how it's being reciprocated. why do i even try then? why do i even freakin tolerate your nonsense and your whims? damn it.
hate it, hate it when it always has to come to this extent. hate it when the price that i have to pay is friendship.
As Dusk Falls
10/14/2007 10:00:00 PM
