You go around telling people we're not speaking because you think it's better for everyone involved? How, exactly, are you the one hurting more in this situation? Fucking Mother Fuck, I'm the one on medication, I'm the one who relapsed, I'm the one who feels fucking sick at the sight of you and not being able to speak to you and never fucking knowing where I stand. I'm the one who fucking had a staring contest with a bottle of pills and a bottle of whiskey and barely, barely won. You say you almost killed yourself and you get hand-holding and hugs and me telling you "No matter what time, I don't care, call me. I'm here for you." I get your fucking voicemail. And you tell me you understand? Are you fucking kidding me? You fall for girls easily and then you don't pursue anything because they're too young or you're not ready for a relationship despite the fact you were pretty much in one but really, I'm pretty sure you're just fucking scared. Really, I don't think you fall for us--you just fall for us falling for you. You know we're doing it, I know you're not stupid, you can tell when a girl is falling hard for you. And you let it happen, because you like it.

And you say I'm childish?