Grow a pair.

At this point in time. I could beat his face in without a blink of the eye.

Honestly, grow a pair. If your pissed at me, for doing something in my life.

That you don't control.

Tell me. Don't avoid me. Don't ignore me. Fucking tell me.

Like, this whole thing pisses me off to no end.

I get it. You don't like I'm dating him. Got it. But your just gonna stop being my friend?

I thought you were better then that. I thought we had more history to let something like this happen.

Like. I would expect you to give me endless amounts of shit for it. And to voice your dislike,

Loudly and Clearly.

This I expect.

However, what your doing. I do not.

Ugh whatever. Honestly, just whatever.

I'm happy. You should be too if you cared.

Hard week next week. A lot of early mornings. But, I CAN DO IT!

...

I hope.

Driving school too. ><;

Oh joy.

Other stuff that I don't feel like typing out and stuffs.

Ugh, going off to read before sleep.

Night