Garastāvoklis:	sad
Mūzika:	30 seconds to mars - Alibi

Shame
You get use to that nobody actually cares. Everyone's so fed up with their own problems and things. There's no wonder they don't see past their noses. And I'm trying so hard! I just simply can't take those thoughtless comments, like you haven't done nothing in house, or you haven't gone shopping so it means you are just lazy bastard in house.

Who cares that I'm busting my ass waiting fucking tables, just to get some money, so I don't have to ask for it to anyone, who cares that I come back home late at night and I have to do my brothers homework, or cook for him so he wouldn't starve, or that I'm dying from shame of doing such a brainless job, knowing I can do better, that I'm smarter than that and I'm basically humiliating myself day by day.

I just want to mean something to someone, I just want to be loved.