Monday, December 6, 2010

It starts with a flood and ends with a tr-tr-trickle

What can I do to help?
As long as you ask at a convenient time.

I'm here to talk if you need it!
But as long as we can only talk about you for a few minutes. Oh, and please do not talk about anything real. That makes me uncomfortable.

Tell me about you! What's going on?
But please keep it limited to good gossip. If there is nothing to gossip about, I'm not interested.

Why do you feel like that?
Can't you just, like, get over it already?

I know what you mean!
Because I want to minimize what you're feeling so we can somehow make this about me...duh.

I'm always here!
Especially if you want me to look at you like you're pathetic. Oh! And I can remind you why my life is worse!

Are you sure you're ok?
Oh, did I mention that there is really only one answer to this? Otherwise I can't deal with you.

Why can't you be a good friend?
It's not like there is something actually wrong with you. You're just being dramatic.

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