...sometimes About Things That Don't Even Matter Anymore
Like the time when my ex told me that when he was 6 years old, his parents were going through some troubles so they sent him to live with his aunt and uncle. It made me so sad that he had to go through that...when he was freakin' 6 years old...and I cried on the spot.
I do care. A lot. I care a lot about people I know personally and also those that I don't. If you ask people who know me to describe Zo (me), they'd say that I am very caring. That's not to pat myself on the back or anything, I'm just saying that's what people think of me.
I'm the one my friends go to when they have a problem. They expect me to help them, and I do try, but sometimes it's just hard to when I don't know how to help them or when I just feel for them so much that I get really sad.