i can barely even remember what you said a minute ago.

"i don't like hugs." i said.

"well i do." you responded, filling me with anger. "i'm going to be dead one day, and you won't be able to hug me then."

DID I FUCKING ASK?! WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME UPSET JUST SO I'LL HUG YOU?! YOU DON'T EVEN CARE ABOUT ME! I CAN'T EVEN FEEL SAFE AROUND YOU! I DON'T WANT TO BE AROUND YOU, WHEN I'M JUST SCARED THAT YOU'RE GOING TO R*PE OR MURDER ME!

and also,
     i’ll probably die sooner.