When your best friend is a pasta, you don't have much to fear. Until of course, he finds you cutting.
Except for me it would be gta multiplayer of fnaf nightmare addition
*parents walk in seeing random not holding me*
BEN: What? You got a problem with this? She has problems.
Parents walk in*
Me: what, you are never there for me.
I can relate to this a lot. Nice to know I'm not an idiot for feeling like this.
Dude I'm so happy that this isn't some "abused and bullied" cliché