Gives a damn.
I have to be on the internet to be friends with my best friend for three years.
She has to sneak around to say "hey" to me.
He's lost all trust in me, and constantly reminds me. It tears me to pieces, I wish he knew how hard I really was trying.
I'm just not cut out for this world, or anything in particular.
Ugh, shoot me. My only happiness in these past couple of terrorful days was the dark room today. Cassi, Brendan, Alex and his sister and I all piled in there and developed negatives. Mmm, chemical smell. Mmm, the sliding cave. Mmm, smiles.
I recieved a text message that gathered hope for my relationship once again. Hopefully this continues. Hopefully.
Man, I really fucked up.
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