did you know::

-i don’t have a single story or memory about you that is remotely flattering of you in anyway shape or form?

-if i ever brought you up to someone else, i was almost always greeted with a stink face and utterances of how much that person doesn’t like you?

-i never have a good answer to the question of why i made friends with you?

-the day i realized you knew nothing about me was the day i felt like an idiot for trusting you in the first place?

you’re a bad friend. not just to me, to everyone.

:D