I feel like this one person keeps trying to make me jealous. I don't really appreciate it, you know. I could care less about all the crap you've done. I'm happy your life is just going so perfect right now, and you're just so happy about all of this, but it's not making me feel any better about mine. It's just... like... I don't know. I really am happy that you're happy, but I don't want to only hear about it. I don't want you to rub in my face that you're getting exactly what you want.
You're just getting all this attention, and everything is great.
There are so many things I just want to say, but first of all, I'm being considerate. I just have no one to talk about this to, because everything you tell me is a secret basically. If I tell that one someone, you're gonna be hella pissed. And you know, I'm not one who blabs all my friend's secrets. Especially when I know it will hurt them.
You tell me all of your secrets and other's secrets. I'll give a few of mine, but there is no way I'm dishing out all of my friend's secrets to you. You better be glad I'm not a bitchy friend.
I spill one secret to the right person, and I ruin everything you've got going on right now.
But I would never ever ever do that. I'm not THAT mean.
Hahaha, you're not reading this because you don't know about it. I just had to vent a little.
I love you and all, but this is ridiculous. If you're trying to make me jealous, stop.
Just because it's working and it's not making me happier for you. It's really not making me any happier about myself either.
You know what I want, and you'd take it if you could. That's a sad, sad thing.
I don't talk to you enough for you to ever know I feel like this.
Oh well, I'll live.
Kthanks.
Oh, and I love my best friends too much to hurt them. Be happy.
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