After taking an AP test, not feeling well, I’ve had to pick up and lift a bunch of equipment and endure while the person I love is telling me that I’m a bad person.
It breaks my heart because I guess we’re not meant for eachother like I thought we were.
You care about being good with your friends more than me. Some friend he is.
I can’t remember the last time my heart hurt this bad. I feel like I’m dying.
B



