To end it. Chelsea, if you're reading this, I'm really gonna do it. He's obviously not ready for this. And there's too many ways it could turn out badly for the two of them. I don't wanna be the reason for that. So, it's over. And I'm actually pretty happy about that. For the past week I've been feeling guilty about this whole situation, and being single shouldn't feel like that. I shouldn't feel like I'm doing something wrong because I'm NOT. I shouldn't be forced to keep secrets from my best friends in order to save his ass. No, I can't do that anymore. I'm sorry.
Pretty heavy stuff for 9 am...
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