I shouldn't even be awake now :/

Hate it how some people can obviously know how you feel yet choose to blatantly ignore it simply because you choose to refrain from souring things up by voicing it. And I sometimes grow tired of having to always tread carefully (metaphorically speaking, of course) around them cause they never hesitate to show their displeasure and I once again have no wish for things to become unpleasant.

I don't like how the unspoken retorts accumulate within my head, and finding myself looking for alternative ways to dispel them; often by chiding myself about how immature I'm being, at letting such stuff affect me so.

I'm willing to bear it, to a much greater extent for those I care about than those I don't, obviously.