WHAT is wrong w you.
GOD.

even chameleons are no match for your ever-changing moodswings.
SUCK MY TITS.

youre screwing my life; im screwing yours
STOP THESE FUCKING GAMES.

incessant quarrelling over nothing
KNOW WHEN TO QUIT. PLEASE.

i want to be there for you, i want to be that friend you wish you could have in me, i want to stand by you through your darkest times, i want to carry conversations w you like before, i want to this, i want to that, RAH SHUT UP.

whats the point of wanting all these when it just isn't going to happen?
why is it so impossible?
why is it that this phrase 'not lovers, just friends' can't be applied to us?
why has something as simple as friendship become so difficult t foster w you?
WHY WHY WHY.
cos it's YOU that's why.

so moodswings are an excuse?
so bad days are an excuse?
so you going through a rough time is an excuse?
so being depressed is an excuse?

yeah ALL THESE COULD BE EXCUSES.
if you knew how t use them.

my day can never end perfectly.
our conversations can never end perfectly.

you can never be a perfect memory.