I can’t believe you. You ruined my trip. My summer. My confidence.

Your comment is killing me slowly. Bringing me down.

I’m not gay. And if I was, it is not your place to call me out. Nor is it your place to accuse me. Accuse me of doing what? Having friends? I apologize that I don’t feel uncomfortable being friends with her. I understand that you do. Fair enough.

But leave me alone. I’m not gay.

Good luck getting yourself a new best friend. I feel sorry for her.

And no, I don’t have a crush on her, if that wasn’t made clear yet.