you're fake, basically.
you're a joke.
you're selfish.
you don't know the real me. i don't even know the real me at most times. i don't see myself through your eyes, and i am NOT sorry for being fucking happy for once in my life. you're all making me sick to my stomach.
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i think im a bad person for what happened.
but then i remember that you are better off.
and i am fake.
a joke
and quite selfish.
but i am also quite in the past to you.
past tense.
friends.
im just sorry,
that we fall out badly.
this had nothing to do with you.
you smiled at me today
you're not a problem to me.
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