Levy lied to me again. Third or fourth time he's promised not to smoke or do drugs. Each time he promises he breaks them. He told me in the beginning that he's a man of his word and he never wants to hurt me. So far, he hasn't proved either of these things to me. He said he was stressed about his decision between who he wants more, me or Christy. That's not fair though. I promised him that if he stopped doing all that smoking and shit I'd stop cutting myself. Until today I kept my word because I trusted him. But today he was on the phone with me and he started having smokers cough and told me that he was about to have his third cigarette today.

I'm pissed.
Bitch.

So yeah, I cut myself after hanging up with him. Not only out of spite for having my best friend break his promise to me YET AGAIN, but also because I too am stressed about stuff. It's okay that he took away my way of dealing with problems, but the second he has a dilema he can whip out the smokes and lights 'em up. No.

So yeah, I finally accept that you can't trust anyone. Even your closest of friends.