Since when did my happiness depend on a smile bestowed by one so ready to hand them around? Here's what's worse: since when has my sadness been triggered by a frowning look?
A stern glance given not even in my direction, but to those around me. A disapproving, secretive and unbearably suspicious look.
Is that all it takes?
What the hell is wrong with me? Did I learn absolutely nothing? Am I so inherently incapable of getting a fucking hint and learning a damned lesson?
I assumed I was intelligent. I suppose that old adage is true after all: ass/u/me.
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