You come to me for help. I help you the best I can, and yet, you choose to ignore it.
Tell me, how am I supposed to help you?
Yes I understand that you're human. And that you have feelings like everyone else has. But perhaps it's because you haven't yet tested the hot coals for yourself that you desire so much to leap head first into the heat.
And I'm standing at the side and yelling at you to watch your footsteps but still you refuse and still you head merrily towards the coals, thinking that you'd be received with 'open arms'. It's even more sickening to see you creating excuses for yourself to leap into the flames.
I don't even know what to do anymore. What makes it harder is that both of you are my closest friends. Friends whom I can't live without. And doing something so dangerous, in such short a span of time, would most certainly result in the cracking open of not just the two of you, but also the rest of the clan.
One more thing. I have the morals, but I don't have the time to keep up with your case. As are drawing closer. We can't afford to mess anything up. Not you, not me. Not anyone.
Enough ranting. Time to get back to that pile of assignments and tutorials yet to be completed, sometimes wishing that homework was asexual because then it would just do itself ( lame joke. )
Take care everyone. Or maybe, anyone. Because who ever reads this boring blog anyway?
Tell me, how am I supposed to help you?
Yes I understand that you're human. And that you have feelings like everyone else has. But perhaps it's because you haven't yet tested the hot coals for yourself that you desire so much to leap head first into the heat.
And I'm standing at the side and yelling at you to watch your footsteps but still you refuse and still you head merrily towards the coals, thinking that you'd be received with 'open arms'. It's even more sickening to see you creating excuses for yourself to leap into the flames.
I don't even know what to do anymore. What makes it harder is that both of you are my closest friends. Friends whom I can't live without. And doing something so dangerous, in such short a span of time, would most certainly result in the cracking open of not just the two of you, but also the rest of the clan.
One more thing. I have the morals, but I don't have the time to keep up with your case. As are drawing closer. We can't afford to mess anything up. Not you, not me. Not anyone.
Enough ranting. Time to get back to that pile of assignments and tutorials yet to be completed, sometimes wishing that homework was asexual because then it would just do itself ( lame joke. )
Take care everyone. Or maybe, anyone. Because who ever reads this boring blog anyway?
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