you make me want to stay alive
you're like a brother to me
i hate when you're not here
you make life enjoyable
though it's cliché to say,
you're the reason i get up in the morning
please stop talking to her
you don't like her, right?
even so, you know i'm gay, right?
i don't like you that way.
so why do you try and make me jealous
what is she trying to do?
why is she trying to make me jealous?
why is she fighting for your attention?
i don't care.
does she understand that?
can that minuscule piece of information
be shoved into her dense fucking skull?
why,
why does she do it?
i'm not jealous because i like him
i'm jealous because he's all i've got left
why do you do it?
why does she do it?
is she really that fucking pathetic?
you are nothing
compared to me
