When I feel like shit, I do things for other people.
Last night, I bought a lovely replacement heater for Ashley and Danny's home because their furnace is dead and it's COLD COLD COLD.
I try to believe in Karma.
I like to think that someday, someone will think of me. Someone will take care of me, or at the very least hold up their end of a bargain. I've been sold out by every person, ever. Every thing, ever. I'm at the end of faith.
I'd like to think it will come back to me some day, but I know it won't-the things I put faith in never return the favor.
Why does everything get taken away from me?
Last night, I bought a lovely replacement heater for Ashley and Danny's home because their furnace is dead and it's COLD COLD COLD.
I try to believe in Karma.
I like to think that someday, someone will think of me. Someone will take care of me, or at the very least hold up their end of a bargain. I've been sold out by every person, ever. Every thing, ever. I'm at the end of faith.
I'd like to think it will come back to me some day, but I know it won't-the things I put faith in never return the favor.
Why does everything get taken away from me?
Why apologize?