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well i've seeked plenty of adult counsel.. my sister, my brother, even mrs. d. Today was a horrible day, i just cried all day and cried, and it was hard to get through it.. but then in the afternoon, jazz called me and we just sort of talked about it, and i guess we're sort of O.K now, but well, i know as well as he does that things aren't really going to be the same, now that i've taken such a view on our friendship. We're not bestfriends. we're friends. and, well, i'm okay with that, sort of. but yeah, i need to act strong and see the bad things in this friendship, cause i can't dwell on being un-happy most of the time, and then being happy behind closed doors.
But, Jazz... I swear on everything I have ever believed in, that I'm always gonna be there for you, even if it takes you 100 years to realize that I was a good friend to you. I love you so so so much, but well... let things go, and if they come back, they were meant to be.
But, Jazz... I swear on everything I have ever believed in, that I'm always gonna be there for you, even if it takes you 100 years to realize that I was a good friend to you. I love you so so so much, but well... let things go, and if they come back, they were meant to be.