but why do I always feel strangely pissed when I hear people mention you in their conversations?

Especially when they’re probably not supposed to know you.
I mean the chance of them knowing you is pretty slim,
but here they are, talking about you a few minutes on the train. 

FUCKKKKKKK. 

I just have to sit back, shove my ear phones right in my ears and turn the music up so loud to block out whatever it is they’re saying about you.

Every. Single. Day.