I don't care if you read my journal. It's never private. I would always want things and maybe even support me. Idk I want people to read it. I would love everything, no hate.
She's always ahead. The bright, smart, girl I always knew. Here I am, she probably just became friends with me back then because she felt sorry for my stupidity. Why does she even talk to me?
But...I'll do anything for her. She deserves to be protected, even if I am just a stupid idiot.
She's forever will be,
always out of reach.