Well... I'm not friends with Riley anymore. We haven't spoken in nearly a month. We had a falling out over something silly, and haven't spoken since. I miss him. I can't help but remember all the amazing times we had, instead of the many shitty times. Shitty times don't seem so shitty anymore. I was just being dramatic. 'Omg, he's hanging out with Lexi.' Who the hell cares? She's his friend, too. I mean, the Layla and Breanna thing was stupid, how he hung out with them because they were cooler than me, but that's okay. I mean, it's true about Layla (I don't think Breanna is cool at all. She's actually really annoying.) I wish I hadn't been so stupid. But it's not all my fault, like he tries to tell me. He told me it was my fault we broke up, and that he stopped loving me, because I changed, and I became a totally different person, who he despised. I hate to say it, but I never changed. I was always jealous because I was nervous he was going to leave me, because he had a habit of doing that just randomly. I was always slightly annoying. He changed. He became this stoner wanna be cool kid/ gay kid, and left me. So I didn't change fast enough for him. What was I supposed to do? Drop out of school, give up on myself and sit around all day and night smoking stolen weed? I think not.

I want to be friends again, I think he does too. I think he misses me, just a little bit. But I won't do it. He needs to realize its not all my damn fault.