Grow the fuck up.

Sometimes I feel like Blogspot is lying to me when it tells me that people actually still read this blog.

Remember how I was all happy and optimistic in my last two posts, yeah well, all that changed. I'm not depressed but I'm somewhat pissed off. There is no legit reason for me to be pissed off to be honest, because this is how life is for me. I can't get pissed off because someone who's more financially able asks me why I always have insufficient funds; I can't get pissed off when I get asked why I work so many hours a week; and I can't get pissed off when someone says that I never have anything to buy whenever they ask if I wanted to order groceries delivery with them.

What I mean is, I shouldn't get pissed off, because that's what it is for me. Some people have to work harder than others because they are not as privileged. Because they don't live in a pink bubble in the palms of their parents who are too afraid to pop it. Some people fight to protect their own bubbles, and to alleviate such burdens from their parent's palms. And to some people, if they don't make it, it's the end.

I am not as fortunate as others. I only have one parent to support me financially and emotionally, and I am perfectly okay and grateful for that. But to the other people, just know that some people don't have it as easily as you all do. It's a form a suffering, it's not a fucking joke.

Grow up.