I didn't know what to feel, mad? Annoyed? Dissapointed? In the end i ended up feeling satisfied. I knew that with new people, they where going to eat me out as soon as I show hints of not being fine.

The others never did that. Sure, we fought every five seconds, but we where happy with that. They don't rat me out, and I won't try to strangle them.

But, they left me. Everyone leaves me eventually. I pity those who believe that I trust them, that I care about them.