i know you love me carl, but it seems that when your mad or sad, you always know the wrong thing to say. and normally its just little things, and i try not to let it bother me, but sometimes...
it just builds up and i get upset...
like i cant bottle it up anymore because im filled to the brim, and the lid wont screw on just right
i think we really need to talk
and since ill be seeing you in a few hours, i dont think that will be a problem.
im just glad that Dakota was there for me to vent to, unlike some of the other shitty friends i know.
if any of you people are reading this, and think that i am referring to you, i dont feel bitterly about you, im just not in the best of moods, and it will pass in about a minute or two.
so i still love you
im just kind of ticked
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