Best friends are supposed to look after you. They’re supposed to care. They’re supposed to be helpful. They aren’t supposed to be friends with you just because you are the only one who will listen without interupting.
Yeah, I only listen to her because it gives me a break from my depression. I can see the world through someone elses eyes, no matter how selfish or hateful.
My best friend doesn’t really like me that much and she complains about me, to me like she forgets I’m here. Every time I let my real self shine through or I try to tell her something she just says ‘Why are you acting like this? It’s so annoying! You wont even listen to me, it’s like you only care about yourself!’
Yeah, well just a few things.
One. It isn’t acting.
Two. I listen to you all the time, I want some time to vent to you about my feelings.
Three. The least thing I do is care about myself. I’m fucking disgusting.
My best friend is horrible, and boring, and mean to me but I guess I just have to live with it.
