Maybe it's the sickly warm feeling in the pit of my stomach-- thanks egg nog-- but I feel ill at ease. Dark circles around my eyes, shaky feeling in my body. College is a self destructive cyclical beast. Work, work, run, work, work, socialise, sleep a few hours on a floor. My body has declared war on my mind now. I'm tired. I can't think. I can hardly speak articulately, just preconceived phrases automatically spit out.
I try and I try, give and give. But it seems to go entirely unappreciated. Maybe a thank you, a glance. It doesn't feel genuine. I don't ask much, just honesty. I'm giving for a reason, it's because I care about you, I want you to be happy, it makes me happy to see you happy. All I ask is for honesty, for care in return, or not even that much, just for appreciation, at least a little, it doesn't have to be directed at me even, just expressed.