No money, no conections.
A pretender. A poser.
That`s all i was.
She told me she`d handle it and i did`t want to know how. A good friend would`ve probably stopped her. But i wasn`t a good friend anymore.
I didn`t know what i was..
They`re saying i`m going to be tried as an adult.. i`m gonna do everything i can to get myself out of this!
– It doesn`t matter..
-So.. how can you be so fucking casual about this? … about everything?
-It doesn`t matter!
No more lies, only medical grade truth now. It is my fault, all of it..
When i look back at it, now i have this funny feeling remembering it all while it was happening. Like a dream i couldn`t stop until i got to the end.
And i know i`m supposed to feel bad and tell everyone i`m sorry and i am for everything. But the truth is i miss it. Everything, everyone, even you.
I miss the moment i had with you.
And that`s all i will ever have. Because i`ll never see you again.