I'm tired of my best friend bitching;
I'm tired of my mom always instructing;
I'm tired of feeling like I'm always whining.
I feel like crying more and more lately, which in turn makes me feel weak and I hate feeling weak. My best friend is a hypocrite. She complains about my boyfriend crashing our plans for the fourth, even though, when she had a boyfriend, he crashed our hang outs All The Time. And because I hate confrontation, I never said anything; instead I chose to keep everything bottled up inside, until it explodes, like a volcano. Except I've been dormant for so long, that some might say I'm extinct. Only, I'm not. One more remark about me choosing him over her will be the plates shifting that cause this volcano to erupt.
I'm tired of the life I'm living;