Why does it have to be so hard.
Like life wasn't already fucked enough.
He told me he loves me.
And no he is not even the one I expected
it to say it.
He's my best friend.
So he loves me and I fancy the brother of
You might understand that this complicated.
How do I need to trust anyone at the moment?
I feel so alone and hunted.
It's like running only makes things worse!