I’m getting drunk and crying.
Friends might not mean a lot to some people but my friends were the most important people in the world to me.
My friend thinks I’m a liar and that I use them.
I must be that. I didn’t think I was but I am. I didn’t think that they wanted to know about things I was dealing with and so I didn’t say anything, because they had important stuff going on. and I wanted to help them with it.
I didn’t think they’d want me to be a creepy oversharer.
This is my advice from the lesson I failed to learn. If you’re not prepared to tell your friend everything. Don’t have friends. You’ll just hurt them and you.
Right now, I feel like not a single soul will miss me.