Who am I to judge tho.
Girl at the next table who is "trying to sleep" minds my typing but not the loud music the girl at another table is playing. Ugh. I hate it when people choose me to try n control, push around or humiliate. It makes me feel both pathetic and incapable (for not knowing how to deal with it in the moment, or for giving off pathetic enough vibes to be ordered around), and like a bad or annoying person (for being more annoying than the more annoying people that get away with everything). It seems to be what is happening. Or maybe she just gave up on trying to sleep. Who knows. Who am I to judge.
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