Dear Diary, // L.S

39.Dear Honeymoon,

Dear Diary,
Honeymoon phase. What a beautiful time.
Let me tell you what that is. It's the beginning of a relationship where it's all rainbows and kisses and laughter and nothing but sunshine. I believe that honeymoon phase isn't only for romantic relationships but for friendships too.

I explained all of this for one reason.
Harry and I's honeymoon phase has come to a bitter end.

Let's see how it started.
Ned invited me over. It was supposed to be the three of us watching marvel.

But guess who opened the fucking door for me? Our boy Matthew. God I wanted to punch him in the face. He's my friend I should've been happy to see him but I just knew why he was there.

So what was meant to be a night for us three was now ruined.
It's been two weeks since I realized Matthew likes Harry and we eventually talked about it. Harry said that he doesn't feel that way about Matthew and has told these exact words to him.

So why was he there? Are they just lying to me?

Mathew left around 10:30 and I got to talk to Harry.

/
-Are you guys dating?

+What? No I already told you.

-Well I think you're lying.

+I don't lie. I hate lying and you know that.

-I thought I know alot of stuff.

+What does that mean?

-Nevermind It's better if I don't talk.

+Why are you acting like this?

-We're friends! You were supposed to tell me!

+There's nothing to tell I swear.

-Why was he here then?

+I'm just teaching him a little Spanish that's all.

-HARRY! Oh my god I can't believe you!

+What's wrong with that?

-Well first of all you were promised to teach me like months ago but sure he comes before me I get it.

+I-

-Don't talk! His dad is from Spain you idiot!He doesn't need to learn Spanish cause he's already fluent in it. He's just trying to get you to like him!

+I didn't know that...

-Oh of course not.

+But I still don't know why you're this mad!

-You know what. I'm gonna leave so you can figure that out. Thanks for the lovely night. Tell Ned I said bye.
/

Can you believe he's tricked him with Spanish when he already knows that fucking language? I don't know who I wanna punch more.

I hate myself so fucking much right now. Why am I this angry? What if they date? What does that have to do with me!? Why am I acting like this??

Diary I figured out that you can never trust anyone because they're all going to screw you one way or another. Fuck them.

I trust you and I trust my razor.

I trust every scar on my body cause they're staying until the day I die.