A/N - Okay so before I start this update, I'm not putting the whole conversation in here. I'm just gonna put what we basically said. I'm not trying to make him look bad or make anyone think I hate him. I'm honestly just venting because this has been on my mind recently and it's really been annoying me. And then this happened and I practically snapped at him. So here you go.
I woke up this morning around roughly 9:30. I'm at my cousin's house for the weekend and we're going home later today.
Anyways, I did as I always did and checked my Instagram as soon as I woke up.
I had a message from my friend, Carl. ( His name starts with a C and I can't think of anything else)
The previous night, I sent all my friends a post about Trump.
It was really funny.
But of course, someone didn't like it.
He said that Trump was a good president so far.
I said he needs to be impeached.
Then I went to he'd later that night.I woke up the next morning and checked Instagram.
Carl: Why?
Me: I'm not explaining myself to you.
Carl: Why? You have to have a reason
Me: I do but I'm tired of explaining myself to you and everyone else.
Carl: So you’re gonna silently protest to all your friends that your depressed by not sharing your emotions?
You can expect to get anything for free you have to work for itMe: Forget it
Carl: good luck
Me: Why are you wishing me good luck?
Carl: Forget it
Me: Fuck off
Carl: 👌
I read our previous texts abd tried to elaborate.
Me: How is this talk about depression? That's what you said up there.
Carl: I concluded your either doing this to get attention or your depressed and don’t want to
Me: Attention?
Carl: or depressed
Me: Why the fuck would I want your attention?
Carl: I said attention OR depression
Me: I'm not seeking attention and I'm not depressed. I have my own personal reasons that I don't have to explain to you.
Carl: Ok then don’t 👍
I could care lessMe: Why do you have to make things so complicated? I just said I don't like Trump and you turn it into a whole discussion.
Carl: I just said I could care less that was a perfect stopping point
Me: Whatever
We haven't talked since this morning.
This isn't the first time we've gotten in a fight.
We got in a fight last year in 8th grade.
He made a joke about how Linkin Park was Suicide Squad.
Long story short, I got really pissed.
He kept saying it so I stopped talking to him.
I deleted everything that ever showed he existed and we didn't talk again at all until about 3 months later.
He's also one of the people that calls me a fucking emo and all that fun stuff.The thing about me is that I don't let go of things.
I hold grudges until someone genuinely apologizes.
Sometimes even after they apologize.
Don't get me wrong, Carl is an okay friend but he just makes me so fucking mad and he doesn't stop.
It seems like everything I say, he asks me for an explanation and calls me a liar or something if I don't give him one.
I'm surprised he hangs out with me honestly.
I always get mad at him.
It feels like I snap at him at least once a week.
But he obviously doesn't care.Anyway, I'm getting tired of typing and I have a huge headache.
That's all for today.
Have a good day, my little turtles🐢* To be continued*
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