I'm destroying something beautiful.

Every day that I spend with her, it's taking away from the time that her ACTUAL best friend could be spending with her. Instead of hanging out with her, she's hanging out with me. Why? Because I'm in love with her. I destroying their beautiful friendship.

It's my fault. She doesn't think so, but I KNOW it is. If it wasn't for me, they wouldn't be having problems and Adreanna wouldn't feel so shitty and hopeless with their friendship.

All because of me.

I feel even worse because I know how that feels. That's what I felt all of last year. Every single day, that's all I felt. Lonesome, unappreciated, doomed. I was so anti-social because I knew I wasn't wanted and felt extremely left out. That's how Adreanna's feeling, and it's all because of me. Fuck.

This is what happens when I acknowledge feelings.