When you don't tell me, I never know. Things happen too fast. It doesn't matter anymore does it? Cyclical. It's like a conversation about God. I don't know what to say. Fine, I'm selfish. Fine. I'm a bitch. But know that I've done everything I can for you. FOR YOU. And it wasn't to make you seem helpless or stupid or leechy. It was because I love you. And remember how I'd always said that I hated vomit, but i'd clean up Eddie's? That applies to you as well. I have and do and click repeat. You disappear and get mad at me a post it on the cobweb. Fine. But you disappear and leave me in the dark and hurt yourself and don't I have a right to be upset? Maybe not. Yeah, fucking selfish babe. Fuck yeah. I'm a selfish selfish bitch. I love you, we love eachother, but that doesn't mean we have to like one another all the fucking time. Such is friendship. You lock me out. Fine. I don't know what to say.
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