I know. I know what they say. I've ignored them. You should too.
Disapprooving looks aree shot across the room. I don't care.
I won't try and hide this, or deny it. You won't believe me, no one does. I'm usually ignored, but not anymore. I can honestly say I'd prefer to be ignored than this, though I wouldn't have thought it before.
Personally, I don't care, but you're supposed to be beside me, the one who doesn't care about them, but you believed and it hurts to see you looking at me like that. That's the only thing.