Drama... on (or like) TNT

I just don't get the point anymore. One can try so hard to please others, and the other will still find things to crap on one about. There is no pleasing the mass majority of the world. I say something to be nice to one person, contitions and surroundings change, priorities change, felings change... I make my own decision which should be respected and kept between me and another individual and now I'm going to catch shit for standing up for myself in said respectful mannor.

I feel like the little train that couldn't. Like I'm chugging along, got a deadline for 5pm, get in a wreck along the way due to a terrorist, make sure that there are no casualties due to quick thinking and a sharp eye... and I happen to show up an hour late for delivery... and my heroism doesn't mean anything to the conductor. "You were supposed to be here an hour ago!" "I'm sorry, I was busy making sure 200 people didn't die due to a terrorist attack" "That's no excuse! You said you would be here AN HOUR AGO! Now I'm going to have to overnight these packs of radioactive material to Afganistan, and it's gonna cost me a fortune! AND IT'S YOUR FAULT!!!" "I'm sorry, I'll just read the mind of terrorists next time and let everyone die."

Do people ever realize that there is more to life than just them? Someone once told me that the world is a selfish and greedy place, and that I was going to have a rough time for not playing by the rules... but honestly I don't want to be that type of person. Am I wrong for this? If not, why in the hell should I have a hard time for it?

Sometimes it feels like everyone is aginst me, trying to make me fail. However, I know this isn't the case... I try to believe that there are people working for me, cheering me on, wishing and praying that I succeed in everything I do, but in times like this it's very difficult to see who's your friend and who's just trying to pay attention to themselves, without care for others.

One of these days I'll be over all of this, I'll have a nice pine box and six feet of dirt over my head. I'll sleep for ages, and be rewarded with whatever does happen at the end of life. Even if it's nothing, it'll be better than a hotch-potch happy/sad life.

Perhaps I'm just too young to understand how the world really works, or how to deal and cope with it. These things will come in time, I'm sure, but at the moment I'm befreet of thought on how to deal with subjects, the correct things to say or the right people to say them to.

Alright, this rant has ended, go along with your lives. It doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things as it is.

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