I have a friend that I miss a lot. And I feel bad that she’s suffering and there is nothing I can do about it. No way I can help. That I’ve caused it, but I haven’t done anything wrong at the same time.
One of the things I hate about staying up like this and it’s just me and Tumblr, and I start thinking about things that I don’t usually think about. It sucks. I should probably go to bed.