The trouble with having such a small group of friends is the domino effect of a certain party's downfall. More involved than I care to be. Want nothing more than to be able to help, but in actual fact I'm a parasite. Don't think it's much to ask to be happy for once. A brief moment of joy and genuine pride in myself, shat on because I'm apparently nothing but the bearer of doom. Piss take really. I worked my arse off and try so bloody hard to be my best self, all I ask for is a brief moment of peace.
Grumble. This isn't even my problem, why am I being made to feel like the culprit?
Would like things to go back to normal now please.