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Well, it's happened.
The first thing I hear when I go with my one friend for a ride to school is, "I told someone off last night."
Damnit what the Hell can I do about it this time? I can't guilt trip it. I can't try and get them to patch things up. I can't do this anymore. I'm just sick and fucking tired of being the one stuck in the middle trying to make sure everyone but me is happy.
Why do I care so damn much? Why do I have this little screwed up mind that tries to make everything better? Why do I care too much?
I don't want to lose them. Either of them.
But it feels like I already have.
The first thing I hear when I go with my one friend for a ride to school is, "I told someone off last night."
Damnit what the Hell can I do about it this time? I can't guilt trip it. I can't try and get them to patch things up. I can't do this anymore. I'm just sick and fucking tired of being the one stuck in the middle trying to make sure everyone but me is happy.
Why do I care so damn much? Why do I have this little screwed up mind that tries to make everything better? Why do I care too much?
I don't want to lose them. Either of them.
But it feels like I already have.
