ShadowbladeDarkness

You were my friend, we even dated. We wanted different things, but remained friends. We got along well, enjoyed hanging out and geeking out about stuff. Then for a dumb-ass reason, you decided to dump on me on how you couldn't stand me, how annoying I was, and ended the friendship. Now every time I hang out with my other friends, a little voice in my head tells me that they can't stand me either, that soon, out of nowhere they will end our friendship to, and I will be left alone with my intrusive thoughts.