You know when people know your secrets and then all of a sudden they actually care about you. Maybe it’s because they feel bad, I don’t know. I guess when that happens I stop talking to them. I don’t want sympathy, I want a friend. I just want you to know that I’m not going to sit here and talk to you because I “feel bad”. I’m not going to say,”I know what you’re going through” because everybody feels things differently, but I will listen and I will never ignore you
