You, I hate you. You make me just like everybody else. You make me like you.

What? You don’t like liking me just because everybody else does?

Yes!

You’re one weird woman.

Say the equally weird and emo guy.

I’m not emo.

So what are you?

I’m in love with you.

++

I hate that I get to be convinced by people to do things related to you.

Let me guess, you also hate that because you do the SAME things as them, right?

I hate that I can’t keep to liking only music and not the artist.

Not to brag, but, what’s not to like?

I originally wanted to like only myself.

Narcissistic.

I’ve been learning a lot from you lately.

I’m not narcissistic!

I don’t believe you.

I love you.