You need to figure out what you want, Josh. If that means you need to swim against the tide to get it, at least youre aiming for something that could make you very happy.
I was too weak to walk. At least, I thought I was too weak. But in truth, I was too weak to try.
Because our lies matched. It was a sign.
I hate not knowing what to believe anymore. I hate not knowing what's real.
But I do know which is the least popular. The truth.
Josh will begin disappearing into a future where the only place he and I remain friends is on the Internet.