Russia goes trance!

Just thinking.

There really is no point in being sad anymore. I don't want to bother about people anymore. Nah, it's hardly worth the time and energy. I suppose there's always an exception but more often than not, I'd rather just worry about myself. I don't need anyone to look after me anymore. If I fuck up and disappear, then it's my loss and I didn't do a good enough job. Life's a mess so it's a mess and I don't need to constantly try to fix everything. It's tiring. Why can't I be the kid who just sits down and points fingers at people trying to get them to do things for me eventhough I can easily get it done myself? Why not? I think I deserve some of that privilege every once in a while. My lovely sister does do the occasional favour for me so much love to her. The point it though ... that I'd like to be able to call the shots every now and then. I don't want to constantly ask for instructions. It's boring. What about what Alison wants? There's also a flipside to that thought. What if people don't like what I want? Hmm, then we go a problem on our hands.

Oh well, I guess it's better to be told what to do after all. :D