Status: Never give up. You are enough.

No One Said It'd Be Easy.

Seventy Three.

You make me so fucking mad.

You're always like, "We'll always be best friends."

Well, where are you now best friend?

I've been acting like I'm okay, but I'm not. I'm not okay.

You're Facebook status today was, "Going to the mall with my besties. <3"

I wasn't invited.

So, we must not be THAT good of friends.

Even though Hannah and I were mainly the ones who were there for you when your dad died.

I'm dying on the inside, but you just see a smile. Why don't you look past that phony smile I place on my face in ALL my Facebook pictures? Because then, you'd clearly see that I'm not okay.