Friends were there for each other, and that’s what I was doing. Trying to watch out for him. Be there for him. And he was pushing me away, and not in a nice way. The next few words out of his mouth proved it. “You’re trying to be my friend? Be my friend by giving me some space before I say or do something I’ll end up regretting later. Give me some space so that later on I don’t have to feel bad for making you feel bad.” Maybe I should have let it go, should have walked away and given him the space he wanted, but it had been a long day and I felt riled.
Yea bestie jus give him like an hour (I know u won’t)
