Let's break this down:

I have the friends that expect FAR too much of me.
The friends who don't let me show them how much they can expect from me.
The friends that are so impressed by what I already showed them that they expect me to give out anytime. (And may very well be right)
And the friends that take me for what I give them, as I give it...fucking ay, I love you, Jeff.



Damn me and my inability to just go to bed. And the fact that I have to get up tomorrow morning...the fact that I can't just sleep until I'm so bored of it that I actually feel like facing that god awful world.

Yes, that's right, I fucking hate the world. Yet again. But I love my boys. Trick is getting them to love me.

My name is Linda and I'm out. On with it.