Congratulations on making me feel like the smallest person in the world. Someone jokes about pulling a gun and me and puts their hands to my head and I’m not allowed to be scared of dealing with money the day I find out that our store has been held up at knife point? The same store I was threatened! Well done everybody, you’ve successfully made me feel like the weakest and most pathetic person on the planet.
How dare you imply that I’d ruin my own holiday. I hate you right now. You’ve destroyed my feeling of safety with you, why should I ever talk to you about anything ever again?
I’m so sick of being the “amazing wonderful friend that any guy would be lucky to have” that your girlfriends are all jealous of. Fuck it all to pieces. I suppose if you’re good at something, you may as well keep playing the role you’ve been given.
do you ever just want to redecorate your bedroom and change your hair and all your clothes and completely reinvent yourself but then realise it takes time and money then retreat to your bed and hate who you are