everybody needs a shoulder to cry on.

so im at kaylahs party and i want to cry .
i dont feel pretty i never will
i want to talk to you.
you follow my blog now.
your my bestfriend
and nothing more
but i feel like our friendship is fastly fading
i never talk to you and i feel like you look
down on me
because i do stupied shit like "marshmellows"
but back to me
DAD I HATE YOU
im hiding my anger and my tears about you!
because i AM HAVING SO MUCH FUN AT KAYLAHS PARTY!
but i want to talk to someone and cry but again i want to talk to you
we went from not knowing eatchother to hating eatchother to best friends
to not talking ever.
god my life is a down spiral
FUCKK IT
whatever.