Am I a dick? Sure. Do I care? No.
Because I've been called lots of things before and I've learned that if somebody calls you something, it's true in one way or another and you either gotta accept or if you don't like it, change it.
And as for me, I simply just don't care so I'll accept what you call me with open arms. Granted, I'll laugh about it whether it be bad or not, that's just me. "Tell me something I don't know," is what I would say.
Am I an insensitive fucker? Yeah. I don't care.
I like how you think I don't look at your stuff just because I don't watch you.
I like how you think I don't care.
And I DON'T care.
I don't care about myself but I do care about others including you.
Should I say sorry that I revealed your name? Should I say sorry that I can't understand why you're so sensitive about it?
Girl, I hate my name too yet you went and said it. You went and said my FULL NAME. So, thanks for that.
And so I'm sorry you're bitter over it while I just brush it off.
I'd also like to address:
I don't hate your art. Just because I don't watch you doesn't mean I actually take the effort to check your actual page. I'm actually more jealous of your art because you're tenfold better than I was at your age. I have respect. You tell me not to make assumptions yet here you go.
Let me tell you something, just because I'm "popular" and seem to have lots of friends doesn't mean I don't care. Man, after Sky said you left, I went to Mark just to say, "Bro, I made Booky mad. What do I do?"
We're not close. We've known each other for years but we're not close. We're completely opposite. We think differently and it pisses me off we can't connect. It's a nice effort. I do like talking to you. It's just a bit sad that my other friends can be more chummy with you than I can. Maybe our wavelengths are just really off? But whatever. I remember all that time I stood up for you even though you felt you were at fault. I remember how much of a headache that was. I think our friendship was a real headache, don't you think? But I'm probably a weirdo for actually enjoying it. You probably weren't though. We're too different.
I'm sorry I can't act any nicer to you. But when I think about it, I'm not a very nice person or one to show much of it. It's just who I am, very brash. But it's not like there haven't been times you've acted like a dick toward me either. Guess that's just the way things go.
I'm glad you had a nice Chinese New Years/Valentines Day until I came along too cos same boat, man. When you said, "Ew Jacket" when I came in, it ruined mood so much that I was tempted to just dip. I mean, how many times have you done it? It was actually rather irritating. Even if you did just mean it as a joke. But I'm not saying I don't do the same shit to you either.
I do feel bad though, for being a bad friend. I'm a bad friend to everybody I know and I feel bad that I'm not flexible enough to change it. I don't care what others think about me or if I'm just messing up myself. I don't care about a lot of things. Why do you think my life is so fucked up at the moment? But when my faults hurt a friend, I feel bad. You've gotten in trouble whenever we tried hanging out and I feel bad for trying and for you to have to go through the effort for nothing.
So I'm sorry for that. And if you take peoples' advice and just ditch me, I'm glad because I don't want people to get associated with me any more than just light chatting. Things get complicated if there's anything deeper besides LOLing, you should know that.
Oh, just give it a day or two. It'll blow off. Will it really? But maybe I just shouldn't care whether we stay friends or not.
Okay, I'm gonna stop rambling because I don't know what I'm talking about or gonna go with this anymore.
cool story, bro. have a nice life.
TL;DR: Here, have a BSB song that could probably sum this shit up.
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