I'm too hopeful

In keeping my friends happy. If they're in a great mood, I'm satisfied, because they need that. But if they're mad, and need space I feel unaccomplished. My internet mom's sad, and I wish I didn't get told off. But, ya know, I respect people's decisions even though I wish I could make them happy... and hell, keep them happy. I wish I didn't feel as if it was my "job", but it's just... there. Hmm.