i can't sleep because my legs are so jittery
and my back is killing me
and i wrote 7 new poems today
all about how abby and sam aren't my friends anymore.
according to abby
i'm an attention seeking oblivious bitch who needs to get her act together because my attitude is making her fucking sick.
i thought i knew her and i thought she wasn't like this.
i guess i was wrong.
i hate not being there for anyone.
