So I’m not going to say your name since some people who know you are actually following me here on Tumblr. You probably won’t know who I’m talking to since I’m not going to be specific.

Anyways, I guess I’m a little happy that you talk to me when there’s no one else to talk to. I know that I’m sort of like your last resort, and that does pain me a little, but it’s better than not talking to me at all, right?

And I can understand why you don’t talk to me during times like these. It’s because I’m not very sympathetic, and that’s totally true. I’m a person that doesn’t really like to be pitied like a baby, and I don’t intend to treat anyone like that, either.

So in the end, I’m just a blunt friend that’s just trying to help you out.

And you totally know that I will never tell you the things that truly run through my mind. They’re way more poisonous then what I actually do tell you.

That Girl