People
don't understand.
I was really upset because this guy I liked was being liked by
a flabajillion
other
girls, all of them my
friends.
He had no idea.
I tried to tell my friend how I was upset. She listens through
everything, she's basically my shoulder to cry on. I told her,
pouring my heart out in the middle of the hall, and she just says
"Oh, well,
I
gym..." and procedes to tell me some stupid story I frankly
don't care about. So I walk to my next class and ignore
her. She
stands in the doorway and says "Oh, okay. Don't listen to
me."
As if
you listened to me.
So much
for my shoulder to cry on.
So yes, if you read this and you understand,
you
know who you are. Stop asking me why I'm
mad. You've just read
it.