“So in the end, was it worth it? Jesus Christ. How irreparably changed my life has become. It’s always the last day of summer and I’ve been left out in the cold with no door to get back in. I’ll grant you I’ve had more than my share of poignant moments. Life passes most people by while they’re making grand plans for it. Throughout my lifetime, I’ve left pieces of my heart here and there. And now, there’s almost not enough to stay alive. But I force a smile, knowing that my ambition far exceeded my talent. There are no more white horses or pretty ladies at my door.”—
i guess so. i think the thing is, is that i’m pretty much nice to everyone, and love everyone (i know that’s corny) but seriously, i’m a very loving a peaceful person, and as much as i say i have a wall up, i don’t. and when i don’t get that back in return, i can’t help but be hurt. i’m especially sensitive around people that i know have talked shit about me, when i’ve done nothing to them but be nice and give them a chance. and as much as i tell myself “who cares what people think or say” i can’t help it, because i try my best not to talk shit about anyone or be mean to anyone. i just think it’s really unfair and undeserving. so i guess that’s what gets me to be so sensitive.