Thursday, 12th March 2015 - 5:10pm
I had a really good day... Except for the fact that I lost my best friend. I miss her already. She won't talk to me. She wouldn't even LOOK at me. I'm used to feeling invisible but to feel like I don't exist to her, it hurt me more than anything else.
I don't know why she left. She always promised that she'd always be there for me. But I guess I should be used to broken and empty promises.
I should've learnt the first million times; if you don't let people in, they can't hurt you. If only I could be alone, then I'd only have the voices in my head and the demons in my heart to bring me down. That way I could finally escape.
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