There’s something called sleeping.
I know, but sometimes I don’t want to sleep.
Well.. I just feel like a complete idiot. I was just told by my best friend that she loves me as more than a friend and it’s like.. I don’t know what to think about it. She ran off and I don’t even understand. And now I’ve been a mess and you’re just like.. weird.
Well.. I don’t know. Have you tried confronting her? You have to talk to her about the way you feel now that she’s running off every time she sees you, y’know? Ah.. I’m weird? How?
It just seems like the only fun thing to do right now. I just don’t know what’s going on anymore, ‘cause apparently.. well, I don’t know.
Nah, yeah. I get you, I’m going through a pretty tough time too.. but I’m not letting alcohol take over me. There’s always a better way to fix the problem, alcohol won’t do anything for you.
It makes me drink too much and forget, I guess.
Ah, well.. you don’t need to drink too much. There’s no need.
Really? Wow, look at what paradise does to me.
What does it do to you?
Guess you got a good memory.
Guess it wasn’t so long ago.
So. I’m guessing you know my favorite froyo, right?
Cheesecake with chocolate chips?