But that’s where you’re wrong. I am just somebody else to you. You say opposite, but your actions prove it to me. You talk to complete strangers more than me. You talk and are friendly to the one person you hated more than anyone else than to me. You choose them over me every time. So please tell me where I am actually someone you care about? Because I don’t know see it. Not anymore.
When something is wrong, I don’t say anything, because I don’t want to be told that it’s nothing to be upset about or it’s not a big deal. Clearly, if it upsets me, it is a deal.
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