Why is it that when people need something from you they're always around. But when you need something from them it's another story. I can count my real friends on one hand. The rest of them are just flakes that come tumbling down and never stay too long. I wonder what the world would be like if people really started thinking about one another, I mean consciously. Instead of always trying to one-up the other one. I think that it's heartbreaking when you have something and it doesn't last because someone else takes it. Sometimes I am so stressed that I start forgetting all kinds of things. Too many things have to be done and it gets all too confusing at times. I think that it's healthy to mistrust people, as I've found they are almost never actually on my side. Something has got to give.
Dumbo, Brooklyn