Goddamnit why is everything I say to you irrelevant? You pass it off as if it is another one of my nonsensical ideas or plans or thoughts but you know what? They are thoughts I care about and I care enough to tell them to you, but you don't even bother replying or looking at it as if it is not worth your time and attention. I shouldn't be counting favours or actions but I give you my devout loyalty and detailed input to every one of your concerns from what leggings you should wear the next day to what you should do for the next 20 years. It's drained me so much lately when we talk, I don't find it intellectually stimulating nor do I think what we talk about should be so much of a concern. You think a boy likes you? Good job, but please don't drag on about it for the next 2 hours along with the past boys who you think has liked you. Constantly talking about other people and judging them for their actions of what they have done or haven't done is such a minuscule way of thinking. I feel so ashamed of having to resort to write on tumblr how upset I am right now but I guess that's all I can do considering you won't care to even read if I tell you about it huh.
