Dear diary,
At this point I wish i had someone to talk to. I wish i had her back. It feels really bad when someone calls you a mean word. But according to my parents I'm a bitch. Maybe I am one. Im not a nice person. I wish someone was there for me. I had to lye to my parents so I could go to the big gay out. I just need help. Maybe it would be better if I just wasn't here. My parents would be happier. My ex bestie would be happier. So I guess I am a bitch.
Yours sincerely
The friend that will never be.
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SaggisticaA diary of my recent short term friendship and what happens after everything After a terrible friendship breakup I thought it would be good for my mental health to put it all into a book. This book is about exploring a non- fiction story about me a...
