I hate it when I talk with you and you tell me what you want to do. What are your dreams and that you’re so proud of me, because I’ve change to better person. I hate to disapoint you, so I just don’t talk to you about some stuff anymore. Why should I tell you, how depressed I am? Or how lonely I feel all the time.. I don’t want to be this depressed girl in your eyes anymore. Cause that would only upset you. Noone likes to be friends with someone like that.