I've always wondered why there's this small part in me that dislikes you. I was scrollin through your facebook page as usual, then that's when I've realized. I don't really dislike you. I was or maybe still jealous of you. You've always had something I knew I don't have. Something I won't ever have. Or maybe I will. I don't know what to do with myself. I want to be your friend but you already have plenty of them and I don't know how to,anyway. Do you know what I'm jealous of? well, it's better if you don't. I just want help. Who am I really? I don't even know what to do. What do I really want. Help me, pleade.
