So I was dumped and I may die. MAY. I have this thing on my head which may kill me. And I keep thinking about my best friend. I went to Ann Arbor yesterday and I was praying I'd see him. We barley talk and he's my best friend. I problably wouldn't be alive without him. And it's weird. Because yes we dated but I was forced to dump him. And I regret it. But he's problably happier now. I'm horrible as a person honestly I think he just dated me to make me feel better. But he's a good person. Actually he's amazing. He's gorgeous, smart, nice, sweet, generous and he's always there for me. As long as he's my best friend then I know everythings fine. Ive actually kept my promise to him that Ive broken so many times. I hate seeing him hurt. And the other day I was thinking about him and I remembered when I called him. I was at a (ex) friends house and we somehow started talking about if I died. He started crying and kept saying he can't lose me or any of his friends. I started crying thinking about it. Damnit I wish I hadn't said that. He wouldn't have cried God damnit. I'M SORRY EVAN! I REALLY AM! YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU AND I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE U PROMISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
