I don't hate you. I was wrong for saying that. And I wasn't friends with you for the follow or fame or money or anything like that. I was friends with you because you brought me joy. I know you want nothing to do with me but at least listen to me for this one last time. I hurt, on the inside and out. I know what it feels like to suffer mentally. Feel alone, betrayed. You think Ryan was bad? Well let me tell you about a kid named Nathan. In 4th grade he was my best friend. We did everything together. What he got for lunch, I got for lunch. Then one day a new girl showed up. Then day by day Nathan spent more time with the girl than me. And when I tried to play with him he got mad at me and told me he never wanted to talk to a ahole like me ever again. I was wrong about you Conner. You do hurt. We both hurt. And you don't want attention. And I don't know how I can repair our friendship. Because the last thing I want... is to lose you too. I already lost my gama, Kayla, Nathan, Jackson, Brooks. Everyone. I don't want to lose you too.
