i fucking cried over you guys.
i don't want people to fall apart because of some fucking politic.

how can i not fucking not worry and pretend everything is fine.
i can't.

even if you're okay,
i'm fucking not.

i don't think i was in the wrong at all to want to know the other side of the story.
i fucking did not say anything.

he's not stupid too.
why should i tell him anything when he already knows.

no, no thank you,
i take that back, i'm not sorry.

i'm only sorry that you did not see how everything affects me so,
when i'm concerned by everyone's welfare including yours.

that is why i detach myself from caring too much.
when i care, your problem becomes mine.

and when i try to help, it becomes worse because no one fucking wants my help.
so when the time when help is actually needed,

why the fuck should i care?

BUT I STILL DID.

fuck my life.
i presume my social worker life would be like this too.