you have been annoying the heck out of me.
And maybe I should say something.
But it’s a lost cause.
I know you don’t owe me anything.
You are there a lot of the times… but only when I need someone.
I’m starting to not need people anymore, not in that sense at least.
But we’re friends and friends are supposed to have fun too.
We don’t have fun.
Your idea of fun is poking fun at me and sometimes, you’re just downright mean.
So, I feel as if theres a lot of seriousness there behind it.
I get it, I have my quirks and I’m rather strange and they’ve never bothered me all that much.
But when you repeatedly make fun of them… I start to wonder.