so when someone calls, or text you, filling your ears and brain up with the dire situation he/she is in. they need help, they can't breathe, they're in pain. how would you feel?im pretty sure initially you'll feel important, that you're the first they lookout for when trouble befalls on them.. so you'll try to be that nice feller that listens real hard and try your moronic best to help without knowing you're actually being a nice moron. yes, a nice moron to even go through the trouble to search the world wide web and facebooks, magazines, newspaper, or even digging out personal experiences from your memory drawers to just try to help. and you know, that once everything's solved, he/she will be that little happy bird flying off with you left behind to clean up all his/her sh*t.
but so? can you not be that nice moron? No. you can't. simply because its part of you, the willingness to be that nice moron realizing that there will be nothing in return of that favor you give. even if you try to change that, you will never be changed.
so we, being the very selective being, choose not to face that fact that we're the ones that are being 'eaten' by people.. we'd like to phrase it as being 'helpful'. how amusing isn't it? we even carries smiles when we wipe their asses.
so screw it. you're being eaten, it makes people full. aint a bad idea i reckon.
jess.
p/s: the photo was taken right outside my window. super cool righttt~ :)
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