I wonder what its like to feel entitled?
To not feel like you have to help someone out.
The reason? You just don’t want to…
… and you tell them that.
You are the one who is always the first one to put your hand up for them. Yet, one of the most important days of your life is coming up and they don’t want to help you, out of laziness.
I wonder what that feels like, to not feel guilty, not having that valid excuse when someone asks for your help. How can it be that easy?
Advice to that person; Karma’s a bitch; watch out.
I’ll be watching on the sidelines with the marshmallows.
(Note to self: do not read Facebook messages at 3am, not only will the outcome be a angry and frustrated mess, but you will also miss out on 3 hours of happy and peaceful sleep)