Rant book

25

Once upon a time I was friends with this person at my old school and I ended up telling them a lot??? Like a lot???? I think this person knows a lot more about me then what half my best friends do. We are not friends anymore in the slightest and they're in some of my classes which spooks me because I have no idea if they tell their friends anything that I've told them. Especially since our "social class" is extremely different. Its something that bothers me every single time I'm in a class with them and I see them laughing with their friends. So rip.