nalleyd
You’re like a sponge, everyone squishes you and you just absorb it without complaining.
Your friend: 'Can I borrow your money?' You: 'Sure.' Your friend: 'Can I borrow your time?' You: 'I’m tired.'
Your mom: 'Can you do the laundry?' You: 'Yes.' Then you yell at the washing machine.
Your teacher: 'Can you write my essay?' You: 'Of course.' Then you cry.