who are you?

who are you?

Who are you to fucking call me dramatic?

Who are you to fucking tell me what I need?

Who are you to fucking tell me to ignore the people I care about most?

I know who you are...

You are my best friend.

I have all the trust in the world in you

But...

Its hard to be ur friend.

I hate...

This.

I hate how you get when you find out that we were hanging out.

I hate how all of you don't get what's going on.

I hate how none of you believe us.

I hate how it has finally taken its toll.

I hate how I cannot take it anymore.

I hate how much I care.

I hate how I compare everyone to you.

I hate how this has become.

Ugh...

...

I'm becoming more and more of a smut everyday.

I don't like it.

Yeah it could be seen as confidence.

But it can only get you so far...

You're a Joke.

I dont think...

...people will realize there is a second blog under my account so I'll just start on this one.

Shit is getting crazy.

Not really though...really somber lately...not really used to it.

I enjoy having things going on in my life, I enjoy the occasional commotion...its just kinda MEH right now...

Don't get me wrong...I love that everything and everyone (for the most part) is chill...but just seems like theres nothing for me.

Everyones got there intramurals, their snowboarding, their girlfriends, their boyfriends...

Im just blah...only thing that keeps me from leaving is Music, and a few individuals.

Specific one...i don't know how they put up with me. There are so many times where i have been a bitch, straight up rude...but they never give up on me...I admire it.

I just need that one thing in my life right to just make it perfect...

It's almost there.