You ask me to come up, you make it seem like you want my company, then act like I’m not even there, then seem irritated when I read, rather than sit awkwardly.
you tell me to do my own thing, so i do and you get pissy with me because im not available at your beck and call. you say we need to talk, but wont tell me any more than that. you are one of the most decidedly vague humans i have ever me, and it frustrates the hell out of me. i love you