im done fighting. im done caring, for any living thing at all. well, maybe i could leave my mum out of this, just maybe. no matter how, being nice just doesn't pay. you get thanked and remembered for 5 seconds, after which your giving nature vanishes into molecules. or you get that weak pseudo reassuring smile that tells you how pathetic you are. friendships, relationships, familial ties, any form of person to person interaction. no more. it hurts too much to care, and i end up as the invisible, unimportant one. even the greatest king would crumble after 19 years of battling. and the saddest thing - tears mean nothing now. i can't cry. anymore.
