Last night I was given the opportunity to talk to her again. She messaged me back on Skype. It pains me to say that it did not go well. I told MaKalea how sorry I was for everything; how much i miss her and want to continue being friends.
As the night progressed, we were both up later than usual. She told me she was going to bed, but obviously didn't, since she was still on over an hour later. She doesn't want to be friends anymore- it seems this is it.
My last time fucking up was the last straw. I've lost my best friend and it hole it's ripping inside me is... immeasurable. It hurts; and I hate myself. I sit here trying to hold myself together, and it doesn't seem to be working.
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