You think I’d let him destroy me and end up happier than ever? No fucking way. He doesn’t get to win. My cute, charming, salt-of-the-earth Missouri guy. He needed to learn. Grown-ups work for things. Grown-ups pay. Grown-ups suffer consequences.
I want a best friend really badly. like yours or frances'. I don't know why but that seems impossible. This isn't a secret thing by the way, I just wanted to tell you
aw, it’s not impossible. i used to feel the same way and i think it only happens when you’re ready to open yourself up to people. i feel really lucky to have my two best friends who are very accepting of who i am/was and i think that’s what’s most important. you’ll find it someday. i promise someone out there thinks you’re the shit. plus, you always have me :)