I never had the best childhood. Because of that, I might have developed a fear of falling in love. Guess what I did. I went and got a crush on a girl who liked (past tense) me back. This girl happened to be one of my two best friends and the only one who I was allowed to hang out with. I could tell that it was turning into more than a crush so when one of our other "friends" dared us to kiss and we did, me being my idiot self told her I couldn't be with her. Now, she doesn't talk to me much if at all. I miss my best friend. If you are reading this, I miss you. Hey, at least my first kiss was with someone I loved. ✌️ Peace out. At least, until I feel like dying again.

Ever had an existential crisis?