I haven’t blogged in a while, so I’m gonna mush everything into this post. Life was going great until my one friend told me he liked me and I thought I liked him too, but it turns out I don’t. I ended things with him and now he hates me with a burning passion. Whatever we were, we only were for a few days. At first I felt horrible, it was like a hard slap on the face. Then I realized he was being immature; its stupid to hate someone over stuff like that. I haven’t talked to him in about 5 days. I’m waiting for him to talk to me first. I guess I might have lost one of my best friends. BUT later that night, I discovered that my ex wants to go back out with me. And all summer I never understood why I didn’t like any of the guys I was with. I think it was because a part of me never let go. Now me and him talk every day and I think we might get back together. This little event in my life made me so happy. So right now life is going pretty well. The only exception is that I am hated by my apparently ex best friend. I can’t do anything about it now, I tried everything.
