Well, here I am again. I wish it was a pleasure, but it really isn’t. Due to how indecisive I am, someone is now in the hospital because they attempted to commit suicide. They have a hole in their throat because they missed. That honestly has me a little scared, because they said they had feelings for me, but in order for us to be together, it would have to come down to me detaching myself from my best friend. Even though they’re an asshole, I still love them dearly, and the amount of trust I have given them is immeasurable. It is hard for me to attach myself to someone like that. I’m ready to just fucking shoot myself.