so, today, i hung out with my ex, again. i hate having to leave before i have to (i have to be home at 10 on the weekdays). so i left before 8, and right before i left, she just happens to bring up the most random thing, cause i told her a joke about math homework. she brought up something to do with that girl (her friend), who i tried to mess around with, which pissed me off… a LOT. so i just basically stayed silent until i left. she asked me “are you upset or something?” and of course, being the guy i am- i hate telling other people my problems to their face- i said, “of course not. what would make you think that?”
but on the inside, it killed me. cause that comment burned. i’ve already told her about my suicidal thoughts, and she just happens to go and throw that shit on there, and then try to act like it wasn’t shit. wow. everyday, i find helium hoods more and more appealing. but, i digress. i don’t like these thoughts, but when i keep getting little, stinging reminders like that, it sure as hell doesn’t help. not one bit. and people say to rely on your friends…
well, who are they? cause i do not have a clue.