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So i know that instead of writing, i should be working on studying for the chem exam and quiz i have tomorrow, or doing more than 1 out of 6 math problems i have, or reading for my psych class, but there’s too much stuff in my head for me to be doing anything but this. i’m not the type to get hangovers, but this morning i woke up and instead of my head hurting, my heart hurt. though we joke about it now, and our friendship seems to have moved quickly past the events of last night, i can’t forget what happened. if i didn’t know before, i know now that me and this girl are going to be friends, and sisters, for life, and i hope that someday, somehow, i can return the favor for her. she helped me through one of the worst nights, even after i profusely bitched her out and told her to leave me alone. for some reason she stayed with me and helped me, and took my crap, and for that I will be always thankful. thinking back on last night makes me wonder how i could be so terrible to someone, and they are still able to stay by my side, but when i put myself, and my heart, out to people, trying to be the best version of myself i can be, they kick me to the curb like i’m a piece of trash. i don’t understand why people that have absolutely no reason to want to stay friends with me, can still be with me during periods that i desperately wish i could forget, but when i have good moments, where i’m being the person i know i can be, nobody wants me.

I love you, and I'll love you forever, I don't know where I'd be without you... probably dead in the second stall of 2A's bathroom. My best friend, my neighbor, my sister. You know who you are.