catch me when i fall

sometimes I wonder where my limits are and how far, compared to the past, would I take my “whatever makes you happy” attitude.

why me? why did you come to me for help when I specifically know who you can fall back on… your family, your sister, dw, aka… a bunch of girls you’ve known longer than me… a bunch of people you’re closer to! a bunch of people who won’t expect the money back?! when did we become more than coworkers who went to primary school together?

I only agreed to lend you 120$ on the basis that my brother (and thus making you also my brother) would fill in the gap when he comes back. are you doing drugs? why do I hate you and still can’t say no?

I can imagine my brother’s theory about this: do you REALLY hate K (with a tone reffering to the past). Yes, I do, he’s really disrespectful but sometimes when he doesn’t get so caught up on trying to be a bigger asshole than you, he’s actually very pleasant. but what can I say? the window was open long enough, and now it’s closed.

~ by alittlefish on October 12, 2008.