somewhen, somehow, somewhere in life you actually leave the person alone. you don't always have to shove your freaking ass up everywhere. god. you DONT ask questions if you want the best for the same person.
why are they considered my best friends anyway? they say you have fun with your BFF's so why? why do i not enjoy this.
i like having other people around me - cause i dont have schizoid personality disorders, not of any damned kind.
why are you people?
thats gonna sound a little bit too harsh and quite shallow but, have i picked the wrong friends?
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