What about what I want?

Confession #17: Today I bought your friendship with a candy cane. And you still teased me, told me to shut up when I made the slightest sound, and called me an idiot at every possible opportunity. And I still understand why I wasted my life on you.

"Happiness or unhappiness is often a matter of choice."

"By the way, i miss you" – amy-k3s-u

Hello there sunshines, and welcome to today.
Yet another day of loneliness and confusion.
Because nothing's really changing, I guess.
And to be perfectly honest, I have nooo idea what's been going on in my head lately. Things are just weird.

(No Ebony, that's just you. You're weird.)

I feel like...
Everything I do is never going to actually be good enough.
Something's always gotta give.
I can't make everyone happy.
But everyone keeps asking me to.
Or else, they tell me they're sad when I'm not around.
Or they tell me they're lonely because I'm never there.
Or they tell me that they don't feel appreciated by me.
But I don't know what I can do.
I can't help you all.
And NONE of you are willing to make compromises for me.
I give you options and you act as if it's some great injustice that YOU have to compromise.
You all think you should be the most important.
YOU CAN'T ALL BE THE MOST IMPORTANT.
And slowly, and steadily, you're draining everything out of me.
And you all say "oh no, don't worry about me, I don't need anything out of you"
AND THEN YOU TELL ME OFF WHEN YOU DON'T GET WHAT YOU WANT OUT OF ME.
I can't do this forever.
It's been so long already.
I'm slowly, steadily, falling apart.

Wish you were here,