...being a nice guy.

My Mom said that I'm a "loving person" although thinking about that statement I figure that may as well be the reason I'm so full of hate too.

I can be caring, in control, and thoughtful. But it looks like the rest of the world has forgotten how to do any of that.

And now I'm bashing someone I haven't bashed in a while simply because I was loathe to one of his stories. I don't like doing this... really, I don't.

I like being a nice guy, I honestly do, but lately I've been driven up to the neck.

I don't want people telling me that "That's how the world is and I can't do anything about it" because well, that's just unproductive. To be honest, I am tired, tired of being on the sidelines, tired of being a witness, tired of well... would you believe I've actually invented a whole philosophy about this? I'd like to be all preachy about it but then I haven't because, well, I'm a nice guy, I don't go telling others something unless they're interested, 'cause if I did, I suppose that's already rude.

Uhh, I feel dizzy, I feel sick (literally, I have a cold) and well, I dunno... I feel so lost, I feel like I'm drowning, I'm feeling something bad happening to me and I dunno what, it's.... indescribable.

Someone.... help...