That Would Show You, That Would Make You Hurt Like Me...

I can't keep expecting people to be decent. I can't keep expecting people to be considerate of others. I thought I could expect these things from people who are friends, but I am proven wrong over and over. And I'm tired of it. I'm sick of the entire fucking human race at this point, and every stupid day of this stupid fucking life. If no matter how hard you try, you can never make anything any better and you can never succeed in what you want most, then I ask you,

What in the FUCK is the point?


So disappointed. So, so disappointed. So hurt. One day I am quite sure it will actually kill me. At least then there will be peace.

Irony. Sometimes, it's not cute, it's not funny, it's not fucking anything. Except bullshit.

Bullshit like the words that people say that aren't even true. No one cares about lying to someone else anymore. When did rudeness and lying and bullshit become acceptable? I thought that standards existed that everyone aspired to in order to try and be a "good person." Apparently though, I was wrong. People can do anything to anyone and not miss a single step on their happy little path toward wherever. Doesn't matter who they step on or push out of the way; there are no such things as consequences. It doesn't matter if anyone else gets hurt. I'm sick of it. I'm disappointed in humanity and the (lack of) standards people live and treat others by. Few are an exception anymore.

You don't just treat people like shit because you can. Eventually they'll have enough of being treated badly. You'll see that you can't just have people in your life when you feel like it or need something, and ignore them otherwise. Maybe then you'll realize how wrong you were. But maybe not. I have no clue.

I thought you were better than that. I'm disappointed.