fuck. don’t fucking guilt trip me because i don’t wanna go out clubbing. don’t use the fact that we hardly ever see each other anymore because that can’t hurt you more than it hurts me. i pretty much have no one right now.
i said no the first thousand times you asked, what makes you think it’d change a week later? i’d rather stay in and spend some proper time with my friends than go out somewhere i 1. don’t wanna go and 2. can’t hear a word they’re saying. and don’t you dare say that if i wanted do something you’d go with me because you wouldn’t, you never have. and that is completely fucking different. you’re acting like going to clubs and going to see bands that are important to me are the same thing.
they don’t fucking get it and i feel like i’m losing them and i just can’t.
i need a hug.