dear steph,
today you invited my friend brennen over to film a funny cover. it was a little skit song you wrote where he would fake sing awfully and make everyone laugh. it was a cute idea.
i left the apartment with sam to go get lunch.
when we came back, i walked in on you making out with him
and i walked right out the door.
i'm at jake's house, and i'm trying not to smudge my pencil with all of the fucking tears flowing from my eyes
my hands are shaking and it's hard for me to spell correctly. my chest feels like it's on fire and my muscles ache and my head is spinning. jake tried to comfort me but it wasn't working so he just let me be, and now i'm trying to stop crying but the tears keep coming and coming and i can't stop and i just want to tell you how i feel but you clearly don't care about em the same way and now i don't know what to do because i ran away from my chance
i have no words.
colby
