after almost 8 months of silence and pretending each other didn't exist, I finally started talking to my old friend (that I basically broke up with after telling her I was struggling with my sexuality and moved out because I just couldn't deal with my identity with her trying to rule it).

I think it's good that we're so reluctant in conversation, because thats NATURAL I THINK
but we're having dinner on wednesday to catch up on life (so many gay stories to tell her hahah)

here's to hoping that things can be civil at least and I don't have to live in fear that she may kill me. it'd be nice to have someone new (haha, new again) to talk to about things