Someone I used to call a friend texted me today. I'm sure he was drunk at the time. I'm also pretty sure that he was coerced into doing it. None of that is the point, the point is I don't understand why he keeps doing it. No matter how many times I kick while he's down he comes back for more. Even I don't believe I'm awesome enough for this. In fact I think I'm far from it. I'm much too apathetic about things and a complete bitch where ever it concerns him. I'll never understand people.
Like how a week ago I got told I couldn't keep secrets. The funny thing is that offends me slightly because when it concerns others this is one thing I'm capable of doing. I can't stand how people get mad when you don't assume something is a secret. It bugs me because I may tell everyone any damn thing they ask about me but when others ask me not to tell things I don't. I wish this didn't make me more apathetic to people's feelings but it really does.
I can't even find it in myself to care that I told my brother half truths about things I wish he'd stop bring up. Part of me wants to tell him a full truth and see if he ever brings it up again.
It's Christmas in a week, and my blogoversary in 3 days. I highly doubt I'll write much for either. I'll try though. I usually give a nice cynical Christmas post and say how much I dislike the holiday. This year I made my sister buy a tree. Simply because I could. And I'm wrapping presents in Happy Birthday paper. It makes things less holiday like, plus I'm too lazy to buy any other form of wrapping paper.
Since it's past 3AM and I haven't even finished half of what I needed to get done tonight I'm going to head. If I don't write anything before, have an epic awesome consumerist driven Christmas. I sure will.
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Surrounded by darkness
and I've seen how heartless
The world can be
and I've seen how heartless
The world can be
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