Woo, okay. So I know I spend a lot of time thinking about my time on Fanfiction and that’s because it was a big part of my life for a while. Uni was a big part of my life for a while.

I met a lot of people and became friends with them, something I find really hard to do because I suck at making friends. In my entire school career, I can list on one hand the number of people I have considered friends. Of that number, only three are still considered friends. It was literally pointed out by one of the ex-friends that I was the most unpopular student at my primary which is fair but still.

One of the things Uni said when I broke off our friendship was that “[She doesn’t] make friends easy“. Bitch I dont make friends easy. Compared to me, you’re a master at making friends. But okay.

Perhaps it was the bad temper I had for most of my childhood that made it hard for me to make friends… Another one of the things that Uni said was “[She] couldn’t hang till [I] cooled down“. Bitch I was cooled down most of the time. If you knew me when I was, say, 8 or 9, you would know exactly how cooled down I was.

But you dont. And yeah, it kinda feels like you tried to shift a lot of the blame onto me but that’s fine.

You aren’t a part of my life, you dont care about my life and I dont really care about yours. Hell, Millie knows more about my life after only a few months of knowing me. 

Do you remember us being friends?

It’s okay if you don’t. Sometimes I forget too.

The memories are fuzzy and worn at the edges, some of them are not that old, others go back years.

Do you remember us being friends?

I do.

Perhaps you were the one to teach me that I’m bad with other people and can’t keep friends to save my life, perhaps you were the one to remind me.

It doesn’t matter.

Do you remember us being friends?

I dont think you do. 

I dont want to either.

Perhaps things will be better like that.