If you can’t deal with my sarcasm. I can’t deal with being your friend.
my mom once told me about how her friend’s daughter was once in a weird relationship with an older man who got off on paying her bills
like he would give her a credit card and would totally find sexual pleasure in going over all the purchases she made with his money
but they hardly ever talked or saw each other
and the story still sits with me because i think that’s like fairytale kinds of magic right there
I’m sick of fucking talking and no one ever giving a fuck to listen to what I have to say. This is why I’m so scared to tell my “friends” about something that makes me happy because they either won’t listen or turn it into bull shit instead of supporting me.