my real friends?... you think when martin leaves i'll know who my real friends are? i know who they are now. my real friends wouldn't leave me in the dust because i really love a guy, and you can't see that. my real friends would be there for me, even if i do have a stupid idea, do something stupid, or if i'm in way over my head. but hey. what do you care? i'm not your real friend anymore, right? yea. i see how it is. ya know what's weird? i can find great friends online, but i can't find one who lives here. the ones that live closest to me, live 20 minutes away. and i can only see them once a week... if even that. but they're always there for me. and will always be there for me. no matter what stupid things i do. i know i can count on them. and they can count on me. and seriously, if you hate me now. i dont care. that may be how it has to be. i dont know. so bite me. i'm done..