This feeling isn't even knew. I know this tightness around my ribs, because I had to fall out of love with my crush both romantically and platonically last year. All that's left now of that one ranges from apathy to irritation. I can't do that to Dave. They don't deserve it. (Well, it's not like the other one deserved that either, but I guess I always knew we were never going to be proper friends.) I wish I could pause these feelings: to take all the hurt and envy and worry and vengeful rage, press them under the surface of the water, wipe off the dirt and the stains, and stick it all in the freezer for the rest of this spring.
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391