Why the fuck do I bother trusting my best friend... Maybe it's the word best right there. Everything is fucked up so I'm done. I'm never liking him again and I'm a;lsdfka;lsdkfja;lfkjalkfaj I DONT KNOW. This is so fucked up...and I'm really, really sad now. Not like I should be. I'm a jealous bitch and so I deserve to be sad. I've always deserved every bad fucking thing that's happened in my life. Why should I expect something to change now? I should just never have any god damn mother fucking friends because somehow I always screw something up.