welp

So I guess everything is my fault. You gave up on life because I broke up with you. The reason you're drinking and smoking is because I broke up with you. You saying you wanted to see me over break and then not following through makes you mad because I didn't give you enough time. If you wanted more time, all you had to do was tell me. I know I haven't made all the best decisions in how to handle this, but it's not all my fault. You are not an asshole, but you do need to realize that you are not the only one that has feelings. Don't say things you're not going to follow through with. If you had said you didn't want to talk, I wouldn't have talked. If you said you didn't want to see me, I wouldn't have pursued trying to see you. I'm sorry things are ending like this.

And you can't be mad at me for writing this after you saying not to respond to you. If you do read this, it was your own choice. I didn't tell you to read my blog.

Thank you, Michael, for everything you have done for me. Thank you for being my best friend. Thank you for being my first love. Thank you for breaking my heart. I am a stronger person because of you. And I'm dealing with this shit without consumption. I'm dealing with it by making new friends and moving on. Life, love, and friends.