Or how the way I think shouldn’t matter to the friendship that could exist between you and me.

Or how thinking too much has it’s price on the words that you write…and the words that you will write.

Or how hatred and self-loathing makes you pick the worst last words to say to a friend.

Or how perfection isn’t without a price to pay. A large price.

Or how betrayal of faith doesn’t mean its destruction. It just means something else entirely.