you are dying. you’ve been dying for almost 2 years now. we were never close. I’m still the odd ball black sheep but for some reason you see me as your best friend. the only one who gets and understands that I don’t need to be up your ass. Yes we all have our own lives but for some unknown reason, nobody else seems to remember that you. are. DYING. no one will acknowledge it. wont even acknowledge it. its always ” I don’t want to talk about this right now”
you asked me to start figuring out your final plans. why me? because you think I’m responsible? I’m not. I am screwing up so much shit in this life and this is just piling it on.
I know that this is unfair of me. but everyone else gets to be selfish. but I guess that’s an entry for another time