users, man.

i'm a nice person usually. really, i am. if you sound like you're in need, i'll try my best to come running. and i'm thankful for those who would do the same for me.

but it's parasites that leech, suck you dry and then leave that just make my life hurt. seriously. the kind that linger around when you've got it like that, but when the good stuff disappears, they hightail it outta there. they still make you? a shred of dignity? no?

people like them make me not wanna trust anyone anymore. but then i'd be losing, right? makin good people go bad because they've been treated horribly time and time again.

not happenin, bud. keep usin me. call me only when you need something. take everything from me and leave me pickin up the pieces.

and when that day comes when you've got nothing and no one's answering cause you've used 'em all, know where i'll be? right by your side and helping your dumbass back up again. because that's the kind of person i am.

bitch.