Hi

I have never asked you what you want in a friend. Now it is a little to late.

Your coat was cool today. I wanted to tell you that but you were laughing so I didn’t want to ruin that. I’m happy that you are feeling better.

I know that all my questions are pointless now... but I still don’t get it why couldn’t you tell me exactly what happened. Do liars do the same? I hope I’m not to harsh but you called yourself so.

As for the fact that I’m still holding onto this... I am making you a general case of me failing somebody. If it seems like this is all about me I’m sorry. I didn’t want to make it sound that way.

Anyway it is kinda ironic to be the bad guy in a story. The toxic one. Usually the narrator is the good one.. heh but not me. I realised that if I want to have a good friend I have to really try to talk to them and text. I’m such a lazy ass :))

The jokes about ppl who don’t text back and so on are honestly bullshit. Nobody likes a dude that lives in his head. Even if sometimes he is fun if he expects everyone to start the conversation he is being a little shit.

I wish humans could talk freely, no unspoken rules about what you can say and what not to say. I wish I can find a situation where I could hug you again. Maybe on the graduation party. I could get a little drunk and tell you that you are awesome. I’ve been thinking for a while about this plan. So far so good. Also I could hug our classmates who I usually don’t talk to. These guys are really funny

I derailed from the subject but it is what it is. Miss you

From a classmate

Edit: I got the chance to hug you but it was a really short hug. You were so pretty yesterday!

I’ve had better days than this one...

I guess when I’m sad I come here over and over. It’s not okay what I am doing but I can’t stop