I spend another night alone.
I’ll never let my friends see me cry. Not out of pride, but because I don’t want them to worry for me.
Whenever I cry I imagine I’m crying to one of my friends or all four of them. I imagine what advice they would give me and imagine what type of motivational words they would through at me. For some odd reason it helps me out a lot. It calms me down, It’s cheers me up, but most importantly, it makes me feel like someone’s there for me.
Shit blows
I know I need to get over this girl, but I just can’t help how I feel.
