Thesaurus Rex (virtuistic) wrote,
Thesaurus Rex

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tick ... tick .. tick . tick

I swear, one of these days I'm going to snap. I'm so sick of being the one that is frantically running around picking up everyone elses' shattered pieces. Granted, I care about these people and stuff but my god, they need to learn to take care of themselves for a change. Right now I am juggling four people and their mental stability, and that's not counting my own. I hate it that I know that none of them will return the favor either, mostly because they aren't stable enough, but still it's so incredibly frustrating. Who's going to pick up my pieces when I eventually crumble?
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