There’s some kinda fatal flaw in my relationship with pretty much anybody. For the past couple weeks all I want to do is get into arguments with everybody. I just want to piss them all off. If I could get one into a physical confrontation, a part of me would actually welcome it. 

Especially with these fucking friends of mine. I feel like I’m in a second-class friendship with each one of them. And I know that you guys follow me and you’re GUNNA read this. I don’t care though. I need to tell someone, but I have no one to talk to, so I’ll tell the void that is the internet and the few measly followers I have.

You’ll read this, and then mention it to someone. And before I know it there will be talk after I leave the room about “Tom’s been really annoying me lately” or “did you see what he posted?” or some shit. then you’ll all get into some discussion about how I’ve been acting. We do it all the time with everybody else. Predictable.

I’m so angry. All. The. Time.
Even when I’m smiling.
Even when I tell you I’ve missed you.
And when you ask me what’s wrong, I’m just gunna tell you I’m fine
Because theres nothing wrong with me. There’s something wrong with all of you.