The saddest fucking thing in the world is getting super close to someone, and having a falling out where you don’t speak anymore. Even if you’re at that point where you both completely hate eachother guys, you both said some things that you can never take back, or did things out of spite. It’s just sad because you know at one point you were so close you could tell each other anything, and now when they hear your name they shudder at the thought of seeing you again. Of course there are times where I’ll think about how much I dislike this person and what they did/said about me that hurt. But then when you look through old conversations and old pictures is just flat out depressing, because you can physically see how close you were to that person and how much they meant to you at one point.