Best. Fri End.

Have you ever noticed that the word friend ends with END. Is that what all friendships are about? Ending something that starts as if by magic? It's easy to blow someone off. Right? I mean, let's see here:

Single
Loser
Unleal
Tormenting

Yup. I would stay away from that too. Maybe that's why things are different. Quite honestly, things haven't been the same since summer started. I've morphed into someone neither of us know. And she's morphed into someone I wish I was. Interesting how that happens. Blow me off for the boyfriend. Hell. I'd do the same thing if I'm being honest. But I cried about it. Isn't that so lame? I cried about being so butt hurt?

The truth is, I'll always be second best, because that's the kind of person I am. I'm not the kind of person people are dying to be with. I'm intriguing at first, and then when one breaks past the surface. BAM! They've opened up something that can't be resealed. I'm manipulative.

But in all reality.

I just want my best friend back. I've been so lonely, and quite truthfully, no one really cares.




Sometimes it makes it feel like I can't breathe.




Night!