you know what makes me really mad at one of my friends (who, for the record, isn't @iam1withthepeggy or @queenpiranhadon you guys are safe)? she ignores me when i talk about books i like.
a few years ago i finally got my copy of the tower of nero and i told her over a facetime call and she literally said "cool" in the most bored way possible and immediately moved to a different subject.
and literally earlier today i facetimed her and was telling her about solangelo and was about to tell her about alex fierro but she interrupted me before i could start and started talking about a minecraft world we were playing in.
like dude, you do not do that to a bookworm. the amount of "my feelings were hurt" that flowed through my veins both times was depressing.
and yet when she rants about things she likes like whitney houston: i wanna dance with somebody i don't interrupt her.