Man, I hate the fact that people expect me to react and do anything. I feel, just. Not very strongly about most things. And I didn't find your jokes very funny. And you all talk so much shit about one another and why would I tell you anything about me. Why would I want to be alone with you when you're so mean. Why would I want to talk to you about my love life when you see it as something to just compare and contrast with others, to talk badly about women. Like, I see you all as people, but am I crazy, or am I crazy. Where's the love, passion, quiet, or decency.
Your constant teasing isn't very fun, and no one is very genuine and you keep scrolling on your phone while I talk. Or you interrupt me. Or you interrupt me. Or you interrupt me. I don't wanna talk anymore.
