Well In The Waiting Room While Waiting For News Of You I Hallucinated I Could Read Your Mind

I kind of feel like a bitch.

But for once I don't think I actually mind.

I don't care if people dislike me.

Or spread rumors about me.

This whole situation has just taught me so much. 

Yes, I will bitch you out if you talk shit about who I care about.

When will you learn your lesson?

Sometimes I wonder why the fuck I still speak to you.