I literally fucking love you. My friends tell me that I am out of your league and I need to stand up for myself but I can't. I don't want to risk this. I don't want to risk us. You ignore me over the phone. I see your active bruh. "Delivered for 14 hours"- do you know how that makes a person feel. Shitty. And then I see you in person and that shitty feeling just goes away. It's like it never even happened. When I am with you I am the best version of myself. and I know for a fact that you would never even think to do something like this because you probably honestly don't care. But I care dude. I care so much and I wish I could just run up to you and tell you that. But either way you would not give a shit. That's just the way you are. The only things that matter to you, in order, are weed, sex, and skating. I know your lying to me about that shit. I bought you a chain like a month ago because someone ripped yours off in a fight. I don't know when to give it to you I guess because I never get the chance. The only time I can get you alone is when we are supposed to be hooking up. I just miss when you used to text me every day asking if I can come over I just miss the way things used to be. And I hope they get better. They will get better.