You know, I actually occasionally think of you as my best friend. My BEST friend. Do you know what one of those even is? I don’t possibly believe that you can be so wishy-washy as to not even be able to chose. I know everybody loves you dear, but seriously.
He was right, you know. You can be annoying and pretentious and actually a lot more self centered than you come off. That word he used to describe you is more right then i’ll ever let one.
What it is about you that makes everybody want to give you a hand when you fall down?
And what is it about me that makes people want to ignore me and let me drown in my own sorrows?