I'm tired. I'm tired of fighting over the same damn issues. Why the fuck can't you just understand and try to fix it? I'm starting to hate your friends. I'm afraid I might hate you too although I love you. I tired of crying and being mad. I feel like giving up. I just don't see how this relationship can work when all you care about is your fucking dumb friends. I'm tired of punching walls when all I want to punch is their faces. I don't think I can ever look at them the same. You can hate me for hating your fucking friends and I won't even give a shit. My fist is swollen and I'm not thinking straight so I suggest you to run far away. Away from my sight because I swear I would stab you and cry for your wounds.
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I’m the type of person that enjoys making an impact on people’s day. I enjoy putting a smile on others faces. It doesn’t matter if they are a complete stranger or a best friend. I treat everyone with the same amount of respect. I’m the type of person that says “please” and “thank you”. The person that holds the door open for you. The person that lets you cut ahead in line. The person that says “bless you” when you sneeze. The person that spots you a couple dollars if you need it. The person that picks up your pencil off the floor. The person that reminds you that not everyone is cold hearted and distant. The person that shows you that not all good people are gone. The one that makes an impact on your day whether it be only for a minute or a lifetime. I’m the person that shows you that there still is hope in humanity. I’m the person that believes acts of kindness can change the world for the better.