I can't wait until fashion tomorrow.

I've never felt so unattached to anyone before. I mean, I thought we were doing so good. Our friendship just transformed into velcro and I was viciously ripped apart and set aside. My heart feels so heavy. It would lighten the load if I knew you didn't mean what you said but I know you did. I'll probably never understand what you went through. I absolutely hate her, and I love you, and I never want to hear about her again. And you leaving is the icing on the cake. It's not just that I want to talk to you, I love our conversations and all but you smell REALLY GOOD. My nose is plugged from sniffling, I'm out of chai tea and new slang is giving me a headache. I guess it's that time of year to pull out the space heater again...