why the fuck do i meet the bestest friends i will ever have at a camp where they live so far away i never get to see them...it's not fair. yeah yeah i know life is not fair........the fact that i just got my best friend back and now she wants to die again, that doesn't help. i'm still suicidal myslef and well this isn't going to work. if one crumbles theres always the other one to lean. but when both crumble at the same time who can they lean on....they can try to lean on each other but it doesn't always work. and they never fully recover. i can't be a rock for my friends. it's what they want, what they need. i need a tree branch to hold onto.....a hand to be held out for me so i don't get washed down the river.
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