i should’ve guessed.

i mean. sometimes you just can’t escape your pretty, perfect destiny even if you once were weird, quirky, whatever and stupid with your weird, quirky, whatever, stupid partner in crime. not when you have perfect and pretty down to T.. in your genes practically..

it’s nice that she’s confiding in me as always even though it really feels like we’re breaking apart all the more.

i’m happy for her.

i think.

for once.