“You’re stuck in my head?”
Shouldn’t I be? Why do you have to make it sound like it’s a bad thing.
I know it’s my fault, but I wish you hadn’t become this person I thought I knew.
I told you my issues and you didn’t bother addressing my ways.
If it was too hard to accept before, there’s no reason now not to with your impending secrets.
I must stop my failing willpower and remind myself of your buddies sharing habits; I regret so bad for giving them the reason to compare me, but you are not excused for treating me like your group’s usual’s.
“Why don’t you just relax? Next you’re going to come up with a predictably obscure sentence like: Silence is the only word I have left to say to you.”