I just keep thinking back and I don't know why I put up with so much crap from people. I don't.
It's like I'm conditioned to care about people around me no matter what. You show a glimmer of caring towards me? You're in. And I'll just take whatever comes at me.
Most of the time, I like that I care so much about people, you know? Because that should be a desirable quality in a person. But it just sucks so bad, when you realize that other people just don't care as much as you do. At least not about you.
Sometimes I just feel like people use me. Not even like for material things, but just because they know that at the end of it all, I'll be there.
I'm not really sure there was even a point to this, because I know I won't change. I don't even know if I could.
One thing I am glad about are the people that actually do give a fuck about what happens to me. They're the people that make me feel like maybe the others just don't matter. I don't know what I'd do without them.
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