I’m tired of you

It started off engaging and fun and happy but now you barely have time for me, or so you say. So I back off and then you’re all over me and repeat, I’m sick of it. I’m sick of being called your best friend and being treated like a stranger as and when you feel like it. I’m tired of it being all about you you you and how wonderful you are etc and complaining about how much money you have and all the stupid first world problems that come with that. But then taking massive offence when I try to make any kind of a joke.

Yeah we’ve gone very much off the boil, until you decide otherwise but it won’t be like that this time. Screw you.