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> RIP Akira Toriyama
Seconded 😞
What’s even the point of being there for people? It never matters. I work hard and put in all the time and effort and for what? I feel like all it does is annoy them. Either that or I’m still not enough no matter how hard I try. I can be the *only* person there for them a lot of the time. The only person other than their mom who goes to their choir performance. The only person who goes with them to the performance of Once on This Island and holds their hand when it makes them emotional. The one who walked miles with them trying to find their car when they forgot where they parked. The one who is there for them when they lose their job. The one who is there for them when they’re stressed because of how hard they have to work. The only person out of 5,000 friends who likes and comments on their posts most of the time. Am I the only one who even notices that? Even when mine go ignored almost always. The one who tries so hard to always show up. It doesn’t matter. The boundary I set doesn’t matter because they “don’t like it”. Why do the sensible thing and talk to me about it before cheating on me? Why even give a rat’s ass about it? And why should I give a rat’s ass about anyone? I just end up abandoned in the end anyway. I should just delete everything and then myself. People deserve to be lonely. No one ever appreciates the efforts I go to for them. My feelings never matter
> RIP Akira Toriyama
Seconded 😞
What’s even the point of being there for people? It never matters. I work hard and put in all the time and effort and for what? I feel like all it does is annoy them. Either that or I’m still not enough no matter how hard I try. I can be the *only* person there for them a lot of the time. The only person other than their mom who goes to their choir performance. The only person who goes with them to the performance of Once on This Island and holds their hand when it makes them emotional. The one who walked miles with them trying to find their car when they forgot where they parked. The one who is there for them when they lose their job. The one who is there for them when they’re stressed because of how hard they have to work. The only person out of 5,000 friends who likes and comments on their posts most of the time. Am I the only one who even notices that? Even when mine go ignored almost always. The one who tries so hard to always show up. It doesn’t matter. The boundary I set doesn’t matter because they “don’t like it”. Why do the sensible thing and talk to me about it before cheating on me? Why even give a rat’s ass about it? And why should I give a rat’s ass about anyone? I just end up abandoned in the end anyway. I should just delete everything and then myself. People deserve to be lonely. No one ever appreciates the efforts I go to for them. My feelings never matter