i'm secretly terrified of your past.
sometimes, i just sit around and think about it.
is that weird?

i need a best friend here with me.

even after half a year has passed, it still sucks every time i have to see you. it doesn't upset me anymore, but it doesn't feel okay. i guess i've grown really good at playing it off like nothing's wrong.

you were a mistake that i'm not sure whether or not i regret.