Maybe things are better off knowing.
That's why she's not telling me anything... she's being really motherly by protecting me from the truth of how much she probably hates me or something... so motherly... motherly... like a good future wife... GAH SHE HAS TO BE MY FUTURE WIFE.
Whatever the case, it's not over until one of us dies.
Anyways, it sucks because she was all I had, that I felt was a really secure friendship... now I have to make the effort to talk to people and... shit! The energy to sustain friendships... ughh so exhausting.
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