And really, I can’t believe it took me this long to realize the true egocentricity of human nature.
Hey there. My name's Roshelle. I'm 19 going on old. I have internet access, and this is the result. I'm sure the rest of the world will find this infinitely interesting.
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Track Name: Something Good Can Work
Artist: Two Door Cinema Club Album: Tourist History |
You gotta show the world that something good can work
And it can work for you
And you know that it will
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I feel as if every human being on the planet is inherently a selfish asshole.
I have yet to meet or befriend anyone who really possesses the ability to prove me otherwise.
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It’s kind of just hitting me that my freshman year of college is over.
And in that time,
I (kind of) fell in love,
started going to a ton of concerts,
took classes about animal science and buddhism,
pulled all nighters,
failed tests,
got high,
met some of the greatest people,
and got my heart broken.
And honestly, right now I wouldn’t change anything.
Except the heartbreak.
That sucked.
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This is a story of boy meets girl, but you should know upfront, this is not a love story.
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“For me, ‘Dog Days’ symbolizes apocalyptic euphoria, chaotic freedom and running really, really fast with your eyes closed”
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I’m too fucking nice.
Honestly, I just care about everyone way too much.
And most of the time, they could give less of a shit about me.
I try to invest all the effort that I can into my friendships. Really. And I feel like no one ever wants to make the same effort for me. I try texting people, and calling them, and begging for Skype sessions, just to talk and catch up for a few measly minutes. And what happens? I’m ignored. Nearly every single time. People always have better things to do than to waste their time on me.
I’ve come to realize my role as the back-up friend. Sometimes I have trouble accepting it, but really, it’s who I am. I’m the one who is so incredibly easy to forget about, but will always be there in times of need because I seriously don’t possess the ability to deny helping a friend in trouble. I’m always the “sweet” friend, the “caring” friend, the one who is always there as a helping hand, but never the one who people run to first to hang out with. I’m not outgoing, I’m not spunky, and let’s face it, I probably never will be. But it still sucks to know that I’m never the first person my friends think of when they want to have fun.
Half the time, I feel like I never really have any true friends. How can I call them true friends when they only turn to me as a last resort?
I just usually always end up feeling really really alone. And it’s depressing as hell.
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