I’m tired of always initiating conversations, and never willingly talked to.
I’m tired of being the one to invite them, and they don’t even consider inviting me.
I’m tired of sacrificing my free time planning for us to hang out, and then be ignored when we’re together.
I’m tired of always listening to their troubles and soothing them, and be ignored when I’m sad myself.
I’m tired of the fact that everything I do is hypocritical, and that they are always right.
I’m tired of being told I matter, even though they do all these things to me.
I’m tired of having friends that make me feel like shit and let me cry for hours, and then don’t even bother giving me a legit apology.
I’m am so sick and tired of my friends that hardly lift a finger to hang out with me, yet change their entire schedule to hang out with each other.
But I’m even more tired of the fact that I don’t have to courage to tell them this, because I’m afraid they’ll leave me.