This happens with practically any group I get invested in… drama, theatre, sports, a group of people chatting. Why do I even bother getting myself involved in these things? Why do I bother talking to people I’ll never see again? WHY MUST I TEAR MYSELF APART TRYING TO GET INTO THESE FRUSTRATING NONINCLUSIVE THINGS CALLED GROUPS!?
I’ts frustrating for me. I need to man the eff up and move along. I can just read the header on my tombstone:
“Here lies Morgan Gavin, background friend, and pincushion for all who cared enough to notice.”
what is up with this pity party im on lately?!? MUST BE THE CHICKENS. I BLAME THE CHICKENS.