"I self medicate with drugs and alcohol to treat my severe social anxiety disorder.
you are a faker! admit it.
you are a fraud! admit it."
I'm gonna cope my old way. I'm done trying to be a grown up about this. also, if I don't have my hoodie and ID back in the next week I'm going to light all of your comic books and your hat on fire.
"why would you sleep with her again? she likes you so much that she couldn't say no to you."
"yeah, I kind of knew that. All the more reason not to talk to her anymore."
I hope you die.