even when it's true

i do wonder if my words mean anything outside of my head sometimes, especially when i spend hours focusing on some subject intended to convey something meaningful or when i am trying to help someone... and appreciation feels good when it is geniune (and even better when it's intimate... i miss intimate appreciation (and i don't mean sexual, though i have nothing against sex)... but alone is my lot in life these days and it may be because self-sacrifice is the most underappreciated of all human deeds, but hey, it still feels good to me even if i am the only one i've ever know who's done it as selflessly as i have...

i seldom wonder if my emo bullsugar is worth much :}