Sometimes I wonder if we're really friends, or am I just someone whom you have to rant to and just someone to listen to you ramble about the same things over and over again. Actually, as much as I listen to you rant, you still have to control your fucking mood. Every few hours you get pissed off at something or someone, then you start being the biggest bitch to the entire world just because of that. Then you return back to normal like a few minutes later and expect people to be how they are like to you on a daily basis again.
Not trying to complain but please do something about it like go for anger management lessons or something. I don't wish to hear about your rendezvous with which new guy in school either. Just like how you're so piled up with assignments, so am I, and I don't have the spare time to give a fuck about this new guy you're talking to in school.
I'm just joking with you and you can't even take it and start hurling vulgarities at me. The fuck? Telling me to stop is one thing but hurling vulgarities while at it as if its a big fucking hooha isn't. Now you don't even talk to me. Hah, are we really even that close as we think we are? I'm not even sure anymore, I'm starting to have doubts. I'm getting tired ....
