pathetic
i lost my best friend. the sad part of it is that i realized that our friendship didn't matter to her like it did to me. and it did to me. it really did. the closeness we had seemed to have was a big part of me. i was mever able to open up to someone like i did to her. it helped me blossom as a person and become more comfortable with myself. then for whatever cruel reason, i had to find out how expendable i was. i guess she didn't need me like i needed her. i don't have anything to offer her but my heart and my ears. before she came into my life, i had shut everyone out. i was sick of being everyone's fair weather friend. so now i let someone in and now i'm hurting.