You're that "friend,"
that's never really your friend.
You'll invite us over your parent's house,
let us watch your dog,
but to you
that shit doesn't really mean
anything
Because you never like anyone
enough to let them in.
Because you don't understand yet
that people's flaws
are the best parts about them.
Here's your birthday present.
I am giving it to you now
because I don't want it to be
my responsibility anymore.
I don't feel the same way about it
when I was buying it for you
And I don't want to return it either,
even though I've thought about it.
Happy early birthday
(asshole),
- Emily
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