accepting no more.
Between us, what understanding and acceptance is there? Sometimes, I question the fact that we are friends. I question the fact that you always disregard me. I question the fact that we are friends despite all our differences. You have annoyed me, irritated me, angered me. I forgive you time and time again yet you never, never remember. You never change.
I admit it. I was never complete free from blame. I was at fault and you know what, I can apologise for that but that fact that you present yourself in a way that in my world as an entirely disrespectful human being pushes me against a wall entirely. Before I could accept that this was you and that you were a bipolar opposite of me. I could let the rest of our friends persuade me that this was you. That you were this way and there was no changing it. That all I could do was accept it.
I was accepting it very well until I got stuck with you in the same class. I was accepting it very well until I had to sit next to every single damn lesson. I was accepting it very very until you started that singing and humming that had almost had annoyed me to no end in Year 7. My friend told me I was mean for saying that your singing was bad. But hey, she didn't have to put up with it did she? She doesn't care about all the pain and suffering you put me through.
You however are the most selfish person of all. You don't give a damn about how I feel. To top if off, you did something that can barely forgive you for. I know that to you, this something was probably a joke but this just shows how little you know about me. I am quite serious. Your idea of funny is rather lacking most of the time and this is no exception. I really want to ignore, stop being your friend or something that will make you regret your actions but I know that is not quite the right to do as a friend. You have to be more accepting.
Indeed, I will either ignore it or give you an earful. Neither will be very pleasant or done without some angry tears on my side.
I admit it. I was never complete free from blame. I was at fault and you know what, I can apologise for that but that fact that you present yourself in a way that in my world as an entirely disrespectful human being pushes me against a wall entirely. Before I could accept that this was you and that you were a bipolar opposite of me. I could let the rest of our friends persuade me that this was you. That you were this way and there was no changing it. That all I could do was accept it.
I was accepting it very well until I got stuck with you in the same class. I was accepting it very well until I had to sit next to every single damn lesson. I was accepting it very very until you started that singing and humming that had almost had annoyed me to no end in Year 7. My friend told me I was mean for saying that your singing was bad. But hey, she didn't have to put up with it did she? She doesn't care about all the pain and suffering you put me through.
You however are the most selfish person of all. You don't give a damn about how I feel. To top if off, you did something that can barely forgive you for. I know that to you, this something was probably a joke but this just shows how little you know about me. I am quite serious. Your idea of funny is rather lacking most of the time and this is no exception. I really want to ignore, stop being your friend or something that will make you regret your actions but I know that is not quite the right to do as a friend. You have to be more accepting.
Indeed, I will either ignore it or give you an earful. Neither will be very pleasant or done without some angry tears on my side.