The Game of Life.

Some things I hate.

But of course, they are things that I can do nothing about.

There are people, and the way they view things. There is stubbornness that cannot be avoided. They will stick their head in the sand and not a word that is said will phase them. They will not read into your whims or cries for help. The only thing they care about is themselves.

There are the fights. The fights which are meaningless and the fights that would be easier if just left alone. The fights that just become so routine, civility would be out of place. It's sad, really, that relationships have to be like this. I really wish I got along with you, but you make it impossible. There's really not much I can do to save it at this point, it's too late. Then again, I don't know any better.

There is the stress and the anger, that piles up inside and does not desire to show its face until one day you have just had enough, and you snap. It would be nice if stress just ceased to exist, it would be a whole lot of weight off the shoulders.

Shit will happen.