I want to be free from you. You've out-done me at everything. YOU'RE the star of this year's show. YOU made the State band. YOU'RE the perfect Christian. YOU became f****** normal and I'm still a weirdo. We both know our "friendship" is a facade that we keep up because we've known each other for seven years and our moms are friends. Soon we'll be going to college in different states. I can't wait to start all over, out of your shadow.
But why can't I let go of you?
I'm sorry it had to turn out like this.