I'm a bad friend, as most of my friends have already figured but don't have the balls to tell me directly. I usually blame my health, but maybe it's just that I'm a bad person. That might explain the hateful blogs written about me every other week. It might explain my choice to continue friendships with terrible people. It might explain why I haven't made friends at high school. And you know what? It could probably explain my health problems.
So I'm going to work on not being opinionated, let them make bad decisions, let their actions hurt me and the people around me, let them fight even more. Obviously, my caring, is actually hate that I like to say is 'care.'
Hey Brighton, just by the way, don't worry about me getting in your way anymore.
I'm gone.
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