Why do I have to be such a fucking jealous bitch all the goddamn time?

It’s the parts where you don’t really care how often you see me. Oh, I’m fucking sorry. I wish I could be that person for you, the best friend, you know. I’m fucking sorry that I’m like this. Depressed as all get out and I can’t fucking take it because I know it pushes you away.

And I miss you all the goddamn time, fuck fuck fuck.