How bout you let me run my own fuckin life. Stop getting pissed when I won’t hang out with y’all. I never get to hang out with one or the other of you. But I can’t cuz y’all are attached at the fucking hip. Even when I’m with one, ur still focused on texting the other. It’s annoying. How bout you but down your filing phone for a couple of hours. You’ll live. I promise.
I’m so sick of always getting “I don’t know.” I want a yes or no. I’m tired of hoping for the best then getting hurt. You either want me or you don’t. You’re interested or you’re not. There’s no “maybe” to it.
if you’re mad at me please just tell me what i did wrong instead of ignoring me