Uh oh. Uh oh. Uh oh. Uh oh. Uh oh.
It is very sad that you’re only friend isn’t actually your friend. I think that side of the story really explains so much about you. How did I get into this situation?
I don’t know why this is plaguing my mind so much but I am so frustrated. Obsessed? I am a little obsessed. It’s 3 a.m. and I’ve already spent to the entire day thinking about it. I can’t let it go. I’m so frustrated. I want to understand. I want to be understood. What do I do? Maybe I should talk to my sister, she’s always been the nicer one.