...is when i start to notice that people are slowly removing me from their lives. i can always see it coming from miles away and it fills me with dread. the time between texts gets longer and longer. their messages get shorter. this year people i've been friends with for years didn't even wish me a happy birthday, and they always had. i kind of wish they would just tell me to fuck off rather than slowly drag out the inevitable. but i won't say anything to them.