Let’s hang out and talk about how much we both hate me
I never thought that the one person who cared about me would be the one to hate me. She was the person I could call in the middle of the night if I was in tears. The one who could make me laugh with the simplest of words. The one who knew me best. Yet now she won’t even deign to speak to me…
In a way, I get it. I hate myself, so if someone knows me well they are likely to hate me too. I just never thought that she would.
do you think when johnny depp agrees to be in a movie with a different director he goes home at night and tim burton is just there with his face pressed against the window and johnny has to close the curtains to avoid feeling guilty
you know i think you’re genuinely the first person out of over 100,000 people to actually answer my question so props 2 u man