Stop.

"You said you loved me, and I kind of believed that."

I guess some things are just hard to come to terms with. Sorry. I wish you didn't have to leave for your birthday. I am sorry, can't we just do something together? It's our birthdays, not my birthday. And it's just hard having your two best friends in a relationship. It's hard to explain. But nothing's the same as if you're just with one or the other. Sorry, that's just how the cookie crumbled.

Things have changed so much this year. Friends and things. And how you can say one thing and mean another, it's just scary. I don't know if I'm happy now. Or happier, I should say. Time isn't stopping, and it's kind of scary. Forever is a long time. Always is a big word. Things change. I never really know how to react to anything anymore. Things won't just stop changing.

It's strange how little we know. Like we think we know people and places and things, but compared to the universe, we know so little. And even then, we're unsure of things. If we're so unsure of the things we know, how do we really know anything for sure? I've came to the conclusion that I really don't know anything for sure. Because, honestly, you can question anything. It's a big world we've got here.

If you've got a question, ask it. If you've got something to say, say it. There's not a whole lot to lose anymore, really. But that makes me a hypocrite. Sorry.