Apr 10, 2011 23:55
You are not ten anymore, my dear ex-friend, and "random" humor is no longer funny.
Stringing together random words that make absolutely no fucking sense at all, avoiding my questions when I ask you what you've taken, and telling me that I am really you, because you're the only person who exists - that's going to make me suspicious. Hell, that's going to make me worried. You've been going through tough times lately and I got anxious.
I cannot fucking believe I have to find out from your dad that you were only pretending the whole time.
asscabinet,
people suck in general,
drugs aren't cool and neither are you