You know what's irritating? I mean, of course you have no idea, but what's irritating is the people who kept pushing their friends away because apparently they don't need them. And because, they're emotionally unstable from a terrible experience and all that shit.
But I care. And that shit is my shit because I care with your bullshits. (Translation: Your problem is my problem, because I can't stop worrying.)
Sometimes, I wonder why it's necessary to say leave me alone, because you know that you'll only sulk in the corner because there's no one that'll comfort you. If I'm about to ask, why do we have friends?
Am I really a friend, if that person kept on kicking me away because what he's in;t he burden he bear is just too difficult to manage, and I'm not allowed? Is that what really is?
