Tonight turned into a crying night.

But it's okay.

Because now I know.

And with knowing, I can move past it.


Ps. I know you never found this blog because you didn't care enough, but here's your secret message. You're not getting your mixtape. You're not getting me. You're not getting anymore of my time. Congrats. The friendship. That's gonna take time to heal. And work on your part. But I wish you luck.