Same Soul, Different World.

We are both in the deepest pit of hell.

Yet, we are both trying to climb out of it away from each other.

It matters not that I am not making sense. I just need to get some things down for my own reasons.

It's a trying time for us both and even if we can't be there for each other, let me hope we have enough arms around us to hold onto.

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My dad closed off all my Messenger conversations a few days ago without my knowledge nor permission when he ungraciously took over the computer (also without my knowledge nor permission when I got momentarily distracted by my dog and his poo).

We had an ugly fight because I felt like he was not according me the respect I deserved as an individual (there's more to this story but I shan't go on since it's pretty pointless and I reserve really personal stories for really personal friends). For the record though, my dad doesn't believe fathers should respect their children.

Whatever it was, I managed to get back in front of the computer 4 days later. I opened up all my Messenger logs to check who messaged me that night (I have over 100 logs so it wasn't really funny).

I know I didn't have to go through all the trouble......but for some reason, I did.

Then I stumbled across his.

I knew there was no way in heaven or hell he'd ever message me but I opened his log anyways.

I read the whole log. Top to bottom. Every single word.

My initial smile slowly disappeared as I perused the last few cold lines he's to ever type me.

How did we ever end up like this?

Was there no way we could've been friends?

.................

I guess there was no way we could've been friends.

Just for a while, I missed him.

Then I clicked the small white cross at the upper right hand corner of my screen.

And I moved on.