i hate this i hate this i hate this i hate this
i hate how you act around everyone. i hate that you’re an asshole to her, and a prick to him, and i hate that you can be so mean to people i care about. i feel like in these last few months i’ve let myself lose sight of what matters, and who matters, and who’s been there for years and years, and i’ve just let myself drown in you, let you fill up my ears and my eyes and my nose so i couldnt see anyone else or hear anyone else or smell anyone else but it was all you, and only you. and you tricked me into thinking that was all right, that this is how it’s supposed to be. i hate that you dont understand that they’re my friends and yes they’re annoying and yes it’s okay that you don’t like them. but they’re my friends are i care about them and i wish you would be okay with that
and i dont know which one of you is you and i am so scared that i am all wrong
