You get the worst of me. The fucking yelling when anger breaks out of a cage that was never locked in the first place, I guess I’ve got my priorities all fucked up again. The hate you but don’t leave me, I just need you to be unconditional, I just need you to stick it out for me. Thick or thin, please tell me that you’ll always be my friend. The attitudes and arguments, darling, I don’t mean any of it. The truth is I’ve got much to learn and that I’m still learning about myself. So please don’t go.
— To our best friends