The friends I got

I hate fighting with my friends. It's like I forget and I'll start thinking... " I wanna go...Oh...Well, I'm mad at them"  What am I mad at? I don't know. I hate feeling like I'm intruding into peoples lives. I hate being a third wheel and even more, I hate it when there are people who are a third wheel to my life. It's people who break into my life and mess with everything that I hate. So maybe I make it a point to not intrude into peoples lives when I feel that I'm not needed.  Not needed is to strong of a sentence...I don't know. I just want to get some deep scotch right now.