i'm not mad. atleast not anymore. i'm just hurt. i can't believe i even called you a best friend. god, for awhile i was willing to do mostly anything for you. but now, after that? i don't know anymore. if ever you read this, i'm sorry. i just have to let it out somewhere. atleast here, no one really reads. i doubt if you even know this.

really hurt. i couldn't enjoy last night as much as i should've because at the back of my head the thought of what happened kept playing. i trusted you. a lot. now? i don't know anymore.

for about a week, i needed my best friend to be there. but where was he? no where. sure, you're there from time to time. but at the times when i feel most awful? you disappear. i don't know where you go. i text you but you don't reply. how was that being a besty?

haay.. i don't know what to do about this anymore. that's all i can say. i am hurt. and i can't tell you why. only one person knows.

from now on, i'll just be here. i won't ask for your help anymore. if you see me in the corridors, say hi to me. because i won't say hi first.

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as much as i love my barkada, i feel so away from them. i don't know.. maybe i'm just paranoid. but oh well.