i steal a lot. even from my close friends. i’ve stolen cigarettes, marijuana, cash and cocaine. i’ve stolen cash from my parents, too. i don’t feel bad about it. now i’m in outpatient drug rehab and psychotherapy. i’m also desperately in love with my best friend who will probably never have romantic feelings for me whatsoever, but i’m her best friend too, so she won’t just tell me to fuck off. i stole beers out of her fridge one night at college when i was on a drunken coke binge. sometimes i steal things from stores too, but mostly not. most people i know trust me, which makes it easier to do. sorry, but that’s what you get for trusting me.
