love me and come back tomorrow

It is awkward how the people I used to be
friends with ends up hating me the most.

Hate keeps me great though.

I do not know why I always end up dismissing people,
who then later on turn their backs on me.
In some ways it is hilarious.
It is so overkill, I can not even stand hearing about it.

All the she said he said's just makes me fucking nauseous.
Just tell it to my face. It will get told anyhow.
Be the first one to let me know.

With friends like these, who needs enemies?