I hate it when people accuse me of things I didn't do. People who know me know that it is one of the top things that pisses me off.

Somehow, this time, its degenerating into tears.

Fug. Ass. Why do I even care seeing how much of an ass he's become?

Because he's my friend.

Because I care for all my friends.

Because he was and is something more...

And yet, here I lie, helpless.

Tears won't help a thing, I know.

But they still try and force their way out so readily.

WAKE UP YOU STUPID BOY!

There was no personal attack, except for the one you landed on me.