Lately, nothing is as quite as real as it seems. I've been turned off by commitment, and I've sort of became heartless. I let things just float right pass me and put up with attitudes and bs. I sometimes seem to have no sense of feeling. I let go easily. If you mess up once, I’ll usually forgive you. If you mess up again, I’ll automatically be done with you, tell you it’s okay, and forgive because I was taught to do so. Then, as I have time to think and process my thoughts I usually find myself not wanting anything to do with you. You’re pretty lucky, if I still want something to do with you. I don’t know what’s become of me. There’s some people I have tolerance for, but I noticed I have low tolerance for people I’ve recently encountered. Maybe I need more “Me” time. I hardly get any now that people are always at my house and constantly bothering me to help them with school stuff and what not. I usually don’t mind helping people, but it feels as if no one can help me or doesn’t want to. Sigh.