on the second of august,twelve forty nine am...i made one of my best friendships sink...
its funny it's so easy to get friends....but its so hard to get them back after you hurt them....so be careful about the fights you pick with your friends... you might never get them back again....
so person...if your reading this im sorry that i was being an ass to you....multiple times...and i know that you dont want to hear it but im sorry...
sorry for being selfish,an attention seeker,shallow,self-centered, and kinda of a bitch to you and others...thats the bad part of me and i guess that's what i became...the bad parts about me...so sorry...
and to others who have no idea what the hell is going on...im sorry but this is part of the real me...shallow,selfish self-centered,attention seeker, etcetera. sorry for not being the perfect friend you thought i was...
i will now embarrassingly publish this chapter....knowing that i will probably get some mean comments or long paragraphs on kik that will probably make me feel more like shit.
on the second of august,twelve forty nine am...i made one of my best friendships sink..
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strange thoughts of a teenage boy...
PuisiEvery time someone dies...someone is born.... Death is beauty.... The strange part of loving someone is that you dont know you love them until they love you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ just what I think of strange world...