"at the mental hospital there was this young teen—we'll call him Derek he would incessantly brag about all the children he'd ***** the workers would give him one cup of OJ a day because he was such a ****** up **** and they had that in their hospital notes 'Derek only gets one cup of OJ a day' that was all he was fed
now me—well the workers liked me because i never gave them any trouble, i guess and i'd be sitting there chugging four/five cups a day watching Derek only get one and at first i thought that was kind of unfair and ****** up but i realized something humans reciprocate good actions do people nice and people'll do you nice in return i guess i'd never internalized that before that ******* like Derek get their OJ restricted but being stuck in a mental hospital for years really lets you think that was the point in my life i learned empathy"
my best interpretation of what a close friend was telling me earlier. some things just stick out and you want to write them down, you know?