i said i would't tell, and you know i never will, that's why i'm doing this. you keep hitting me where it hurts and i need an outlet no one will ever know who this is about and you will never see.


it's your fault i get mad, its your fault i'm sad. you're trying to knock me down. and guess what. it's working. you are one of my best friends, but now whenever i see you all i can think of is how you betrayed me. you know i don't like the thought of drugs because that's the whole reason i'm here, yet you call me and ask to hang out and when i get there you're smoking with your friends. everything was cool, i could deal with that. i could help you get over the addiction. but now you're making out with my little brother and takingoff your clothes when you're supposed to be spending the night. you're supposed to be hanging out with me. but now you're swapping spit with my innocent little brother who was my best friend...well, i guess he's not so innocent anymore. thanks. you really make me proud. you tell me everything, you might not know that. even though it's only been three years, i can tell what you don't want to tell me by the way you act, the way you stand, the words you use. i know what you're doing, i know why you want to spend the night again so soon instead of sleeping at your house. i can even tell when we're on the phone. you don't need to lie to me any more. i never lied to you. i'll tell you the truth. this hurts me deep, it makes me sad, yes, i am dosappointed. you said you were changing, changing in a good way, but you did nothing to help it along, so naturally, it stopped going the right way and did a U turn. you're getting worse, i'm sorry, i can't take this. it's finally too much for me. but i'll still keep a composed face for you, i'll still tell the truth, but i still can't stand this...