Traffic Spike

So as I rode with Cassi and our good coffee to Highland Village to turn in applications, we conversed about how much I get walked all over by every single one of our friends and how they do that because they know I'm not going to pick a fight about every single thing. But now it has suddenly reached a point of where I am taken advantage of every single day.
Don't get me wrong, I am no selfish bitch, I do things for people all the time, give them money regardless of the fact that currently I have no employment so my bank account is depreciating, give people rides, give people rides to pick up illegal things, risk my ass to get arrested for people, constantly take the blame for others. And I'm okay with that, because I love to make someone else happy and know that I did something to make their day easier. But there comes a point where it's all take take take and consistently no give.
That's where I draw the line.
This week, I have been pushed wayyyy to far. Two incidents have really pushed me over the edge. Im not a hog in any way, and I always always share regardless of how much I have left or how much I need, I make due with circumstances, and I ALWAYS share. Never greedy about food, drinks, smokes, clothes, shoes, cd's, supplies, anything. But there comes a point where you just cant keep taking from me just because you know I will never say no.
And there's also just something called common courtesy. The common sense rule of leaving other people's things alone. Don't touch something that isn't yours, don't take without asking, and deffinitely do not rummage through other people's belongings. And that's just manners.

So when I come to find out that:
A. I have been taken advantage of
B. My personal belongings have been messed and looked through
C. Personal things, spent with my personal money (not that my parents give to me) have been taken.

I think I have a little bit of a right to be pissed off.
PARTY FOWL.
You know I've lent one single person over 45$ and yet they have never repaid me? Hm, that seems a little sketchy. And do you know the majority of that money has gone to drugs? Hm, little bit irritating. And when I gave them 15 to buy me something, and they didn't they kept it. And at first I said, "okay keep it because if you're able to buy it for me again, you will have money" but they never had that chance again. And today I really needed that money, because I was broke and I needed to buy something. So I asked for it back.
And the fucking rudest response was given to me. Telling me I was lying that I gave them 15$. Are you a fucking joke? Wow, the nerve someone must have to say that to me. And then the fact that they actually got angry with me and tried to show me up and make me look dumb and got irritated with me. Oh sorry, for taking your money (actually mine) that you use to do something illegal? Oh excuse me, I didn't mean to jepordize that. Re-Dic-U-Lous.
And yeah, I did get my fifteen dollars from them, like hell I would take no for an answer.
And I really didn't appreciate the text messages that I recieved asking if I really lended them fifteen dollars. Wow, has the pot gone to your brain?

Haha, and then I really loved how on saturday, I bought a completely new pack. With my money. And smoked 1 cigarette. One, just one, uno, un, one. And I left my bag in Preston's car because I didn't want to take it into the dance. And I left it in the confidently that it my belongings would be safe and no harm would be done, so that I could have my stuff back the way it was. Well, when I got my stuff back on tuesday morning, I noticed as I went through my bag, that coincidently, my pack was gone. Hmmm. Somehow that leaves me to believe that one of the three people who also rode in that car must be in possession of it. So I asked around and found out that yes, the same person who I lend all my money too has my pack! Ha, and not only that but smoked them! When they were high! All of them! Except two! of my pack, purchased with my money!

What a good joke right!? Yesss.

Well here's a big fuck you.
Cause I'm no fucking ground to just be walked all over anymore.
Go ahead and ask me for anything. Sorry the answer is no, someone just ruined it for the rest of you. No more gratitude for anyone.

I'm a fucking traffic spike from now on.
You can do the right thing for me and I will lead you no harm, or you can try to walk over me back and forth and be ripped to shreds.

Your choice homeslice.