Sometimes I can’t help but wonder what the world would be like without me here. I mean isn’t that how it works? Here one day gone the next. No explanation, no reasoning. I can’t imagine it would make much impact at all. I would be missed by an infinitesimal amount of people. The world would go on turning. Here one day, gone the next. Sometimes I just can’t help but wonder…
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You probably won’t read this anyways…
I’m just kinda hurt about this. I do everything in my power to be a good friend. I have such a hard time opening up to people. The simple fact that I did should tell you that you mean something to me. And now I’m hearing that I was the one who didn’t make the effort. I was the one who wasn’t there for you. I got “busy”. Really? Think whatever you want but even when we got the chance to hang out you were never really there. You were always texting someone else or completely zoning out. I do miss you and I miss our friendship, but this sucks. This was not my fault. I made the effort. I was there. Where were you?
