I am not here to entertain you.
Why are you acting like I owe it to you to be so damn...available?
You do your own thing; I'll do my own.
Stop making me feel like I'm obliged to make sure you're always so damn happy.
I got my own life to worry about.
2 comments:
Haha. I know how you feel.
This is how I often feel about those people we so easily call "friends." Cut and run, dear Bianca. Cut and run.
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