Drowning in a pool of blood
sometimes my enthusiasm get the better of me. we will codename enthusiasm as 'asshole' for easy reference. and it likes to show by agreeing to do slave work for other people when it knows truly well that its master is literally buried in a moutain of work.
but no.
obviously asshole has a life of its own.
"sure no problem." --> this is asshole's favourite phrase anytime, anywhere.
A: "Is it ok if you join this activity?"
--> insert asshole's favourite phrase
B: " can you help me in producing this thing?"
--> insert asshole's favourite phrase
C: "i need people can you help me?"
--> insert asshole's favourite phrase
D:" i dont really have time, can you take over me?"
--> insert asshole's favourite phrase
E: "i dont really like you. can you go kill yourself?"
--> insert asshole's favourite phrase
Well, actually E was me fantasizing. but you get the picture.
asshole is taking over my life and changing my life into an ass-filled reality. i tried to get out but the damage is already done and now asshole has left me for dead. i have to crawl out of this shit infested hole myself. asshole has made some stupid decisions that cabt be changed. well its nothing surprising, since it's an asshole. and i have to live with the decisions.
what an ASSHOLE.
somebdy shoot me please.