I don't like you. I don't know you, but I don't like you.

I think
I need
to get a life.

I really really do.
I should probably stop controlling other people's lives.
Like my friends

I still haven't learned my lesson.
I want to be angry.
But I don't have the energy to.

I want to tell you
That hearing that made me panic
And by panic, I mean sob uncontrollably.
I freaked. And I mean it.

Yes, I'm jealous.
I'm not sure why, but I am.
Yes, I'm paranoid.
And those words made it much much worse.
Yes, I'm scared.
In fact, I'm terrified.