#13

I wish she could just talk to me.

I know something is bothering her. I know it because I know her, and no matter how many times she tries to lie to me and say there's nothing bothering her, I already know. I have a feeling I already know what it is. I get so damn paranoid about it too. Ya know? Like maybe just maybe... whatever.

I don't know what it is, yet I do. This is so difficult sometimes.