I hate this feeling. The recurring paranoid feeling of disconnection to the friends you think you’re closest with. The paranoid feeling when they tell each other things and talk about it in front of you consciously and you don’t know what’s going on. That feeling of exclusion when you find out they made plans without you and you see photos without you in them. They seem to think nothing’s wrong about it, and then you start to feel alone.
The others are never excluded. Why don’t I feel included?
You go in quickly:
Then you hear the slightest noise:
You flush the toilet then run out like there’s a ghost chasing after you:
(Source: jjangbunny)
