I’ve always hated people who don’t have time for friends.
I am now one of these people.
I don’t know what to feel about it, but perhaps this very consideration is why I am the way I am now.
It’s difficult to construct a sentence without the word “I”.
It stretches me out. “Hall this, school that, come dinner here, have dinner with us there.”.
“Fuck you man, you’ve missed so many outings!”
“What kind of a friend are you? It’s your call, you want to take us for granted, don’t come calling when we’re gone!”
“We took you in. You had no friends! We put you in the middle so you’d feel real warm.”
Sorry I can’t go with you guys, I’m left standing here alone. A middle finger.
I am sorry, I truly am. I wish there were 5 me’s I could send out every night.
But when things go too fast, I need to get off the car. I don’t like missing the scenery.
So what do I do?
Apologies are never enough. I need to show, not tell.
Ah fuck, I’m getting emo again. Just let me catch my breath guys, I’ll make it up to all of you.
Aww Tyler, why so angsty? I MISS YOU SO SO MUCH!