Fuck. Here we go again.
I really, really, REALLY hate it when someone I like to call a friend has to tell someone else the things that bug them about me. Even if it's a little thing, it's still something. What? You thought I wasn't going to find out? Wow, real smart. I'm tired of stressing that if there is something about me that bothers you, tell ME not anyone else, it doesn't matter. It's like you don't listen! Why do you think we have ONE mouth and TWO ears? Maybe so we can talk less and listen more.
Fuck, I hate it when this happens. It makes me doubt so much. How do you really feel about me?
I don't like it when YOU make me feel like this. Sorry for going back to being cryptic, but even if I'm straightforward with you, would you even listen? Probably not.