I can’t be surrounded by your negativity while I’m trying to grow into a fully-formed human. You hate everything! Seriously, you hate everything. You hate the sound of children playing, and you hate all of your living relatives, and you hate people who wear sunglasses, like, even during the day. You hate going to dinner, which you know I love. You hate colors. You hate pillows. You hate ribbons. You hate everything! I can’t be the only thing you like. And, and, maybe I can deal with your black soul better when I’m older, but I can’t handle it now. So maybe you just have to go change and then we can be in love at another time.
Girls
