Fucking John.
Making me believe in myself and feel like maybe, juuuust maybe, I might have another friend at the hell hole we call school. Someone who makes it easier then just takes my heart and rips it into a million pieces. I trusted you. You made me feel like a friend, a little loved. But then you do things like this and that's the shit I can't stand, John. You've gotta stop. Because I'm not gonna be a part time friend, because I've got enough of those. And they don't mean shit to me. But you were starting to. You were my Laurie. And you fucking broke that.
Snap out of it, please. You're better than that.
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