that me hanging out with your friends doesnt make you dislike me. i love your friends. i love that they bring me into their lives. I love that they told me they want me around more.
I wish sometimes you didnt ignore me. i wish sometimes you let me in again. what did i do wrong. I have a clue but i dont want to face it.
I miss you. I miss your friendship. The fact that your almost nothing to me makes me sick.
Seeing old friends makes me the most happiest person alive. Esp. those old friends that i care for.
In order for me to start my new beginning I must be the one to make the changes first.
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