I’m the sideline guy that’s just kinda there. I have no important roles or have any significance to others. So I feel like if I were to slowly fade away then suddenly just not be there, it really wouldn’t be a big deal to anyone.
I miss my best friend. I miss her so much. She meant so much to me.
Around this time last year, I was pledging. I hated Friday nights because those were the pledge nights. They were hell. I hated every second of it. What got me through it? Simple. I knew that each night after it was all over I could call my best friend, the girl who was always there for me. I fought to get through hell each of those nights just for her.
I’m stressing the fuck out. I’m stressing the fuck out. I’m stressing the fuck out.