“You're such an extrovert.”
“Not my fault that I light up this whole damn community.”
“Yeah, you're burning them to convert the heat into the damn light that shines on you only.”
“Do you have a problem with me? Spill.”
“Extroverts are like dementors. They life off of sucking other people's energy and they never wear themselves out. Don't you know that you exhaust people?”
“How would I know? I'm not a mind reader!”
“You don't need to wait for them if they already show signs!”
"I was just being myself!”
“You exhaust me."
“W...what?”
“You exhaust me. You need to know that you need to leave people alone sometimes. They aren't always here only to cater to your every emotion, or your daily ups and downs. Or whattheeverfuck happens to you.”
“You hate that I'm literally and figuratively loud?”
“I don't hate you. There are just some qualities you have that I can't get along with.”
“That's it. You despise my presence.”
“I don't. I just want you to leave me alone. I have times when I want to cry alone in the bathroom stall, to cry myself to sleep, and to cry when nobody else cares less about my existence—or lack, thereof.”
“You're not capable of being alone in the crowd.”
“You're not protecting me this way. You're protecting your own ego. Why can't you leave me the fuck alone? Does it make you less of a man if you can't get a grip on me? I'm not a damsel in distress asking to be saved.”
“You're wrong. I just want to be your friend. Aren't friends always there for you?”
“You're wrong. I didn't ask for a friend when I wish to cry alone in the bathroom.”
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Gemi
Short StoryThe turbulence of what Devandra Dasaputra and Eka Gemi Nastiti would like to keep as a mindful friendship. Ge·mi (Jw, a): hemat; sangat hati-hati; -- nastiti: hemat dan cermat Gemi (Javanese, a): prudent; very careful; -- nastiti: frugal and meticul...
