A thread to my irl friend who throws hissy fits about my taste in horror, “demonic” things, project diva charts, and other things, I have a message for you.

1.) Bro. Literally all I wanted to do was play ‘Knife’, but you got all mad at the name of the song and told me to turn it off. Okay I guess. While I was bothered, I don’t think you understood that I needed to get a better score at that song, so that’s why I clicked on the song.

2.) Why not just get mad at the producer instead of the girl who just happens to own the game. Now why the hell did you have to ask me about which songs are innocent and dirty? Just play the songs on the chart, my god.

3.) You LITERALLY just said “no” to any song I wanted to play last night. You don’t see me saying that to you, now do you? Why did you have to throw a hissy fit about every song in the game?

4.) Now then, another song I like because it’s catchy is called “Close and Open, Demons and the Dead”. Because of the title and the artwork, you immediately wanted me to skip it. I mean, yeah sure, but it’s literally just a song. Once again, why do you have an issue with this?

5.) Onto another topic because I’ve spoken a little too much on PDMM.
The incident at hot topic. I found at least two shirts I liked. One said “I watch you while you sleep” with a cat sitting on a pentagram with candles around it. Despite how odd it looked, I found it cute.

6.) But oh no, you wanted me to put it away because it “looked demonic”. Cool, then I doubt you’d like Spencer’s because of all of the “demonic” stuff in that store as well. If you hate that part of the store, THEN WHY DID YOU EVEN WANT TO GO?

7.) At this point, I’m not even surprised. On the way there you wouldn’t let me talk about anything horror related. But before that, you loved horror as much as I did. What’s with the sudden changed, hun?

8.) You just want to do what you want whenever and not even ask about my well-being to the idea. You won’t even let me go on my phone to talk to my friends for a bit.

9.) You said, and I quote from the minute I stepped out the car door, “Hey [my name], can you/do you think you could stay off your phone the whole night?” I agreed, but was upset because I let you do whatever you want at my place.

10.) I could care less if you’re on your phone the whole time at my place. Then, you decide to say that my house is boring. Girl, why even bother coming over then? Are you that bored you just wanna hang out with me? I guess that wasn’t enough.

11.) I’m just so done with you. If you don’t like my interests, and you know I don’t like your’s, then please leave me alone.

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Any thoughts?