o4o.

[shellayyy]

i can't take it anymore. i'm moving on. i can't handle you making me feel like shit all the time when i did nothing wrong. i hate feeling like i always have to impress you, or compete for your attention. that's not how it should be. i mean, we're only best friends. and yeah, i like you. but not anymore. i can't do that to myself. i thought you were a really sweet guy. i mean, i've known you for years. but i can't help feeling like you're toying with me even though you claimed you weren't. and i know you probably aren't, but i can't help the way i feel.

i'm moving on. we're still going to be biffs. but i'm not going to like you like that anymore.

and i'm gonna be wicked pissed if you decide to like me after i get over you. it seems to be a reoccurring pattern with us.