Sometimes Chris acts like he could give a shit about me... that's nice. I love it when the person who is supposed to be my best friend makes me feel worse than anyone else in my life.
Why do I bother? I feel like he is slipping away, and I don't want to lose him, and his friendship, you know what I mean. Of course you do, you're me.
Off to sit here, alone. At least I have Chester. He loves me.