Thinking.

I think the reason that people never come to me with they're problems is because I go to other people so often with my own problems, they either think that I'm too screwed up, or they think I have too much on my plate. I wish I could fix this but I don't know how.

I hope that one day I'm able to find someone who I can go to, who will come to me in return. Maybe one day I'll have someone who doesn't get tired of me, or actually has the time to give me, or can give as much as I can. I'm holding out until then.