Sometimes, friends are really bogus.
It's like, okay. You know that we aren't friends anymore. But like, do you know how much that changed my life?
Do you even care?
Do you realize that while you're off galavanting with them, I'm home, alone, because I have no one else.
Do you know how much it hurts that you just go off with her and leave me alone every fucking day while I go sit alone or try to find other people to hang out with, usually causing awkwardness or failure?
Do you know that I'd never ever put you through this?
And I want to go back to Heaven.