I have absolutely no idea what to do.
Half of me wants to punch you in the face and the other half remembers how close we got last school year.
I'm sorry that you refuse to accept the fact that you're pretty much in love with Jared, but since you won't even admit it to me, I can't really do anything about it.
And even if you did say something, I'm not going to stop being friends with him.
HE DOESN'T LIKE YOU.
at all.
He thinks you're annoying, repetitive, and ugly.
Do you know how badly I want to scream that in your face sometimes?!
Nothing you say will make me stop talking to him, so stop feeding me your pathetic bullshit about him talking bad about me and Jessie.
And where do you get off telling him that I like him?
Seriously, dude? He's like my brother.
Even he didn't believe that.
And shut the fuck up about Kyle!
I know for a fact that he doesn't like you like that, so you can stop making up stories.
I DON'T CARE.
And seriously, I don't think I can ever tell you anything important ever again.
Every time I tell you I like somebody, you like them two days later.
It's getting pretty damn old, okay?

I love you and you're one of my best friends,
but I don't know how much longer I can handle you.
Get your shit together.




/breathes.