love: Nov. 27, 2002 (8:22 am)

during the summer i missed talking honestly. having a best friend. feeling safe somewhere.

but it's not the truth when it's one way and throwing you bits hoping, hoping that you will find me more attractive for it.

do you know how many people i love now? who are honest. who make me smile. who are fun. who really want to see me + be near me. do you understand how different that is?

i may have known her for ages, but when i'm with her it feels like it's by default. i know where she wants to be. i can't believe that you and him and call yourselves my friends when you don't even want to see me.

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