endorphins

I don't even think I'm that extremely depressed anymore. I think I'm just mad about the whole situation. Just thinking about it, him, just makes me so extremely pissed.
Especially because of all that bullshit he said about needing me to be his best friend still, and how if i fall, he'll catch me and help me back up.
Well, he hasn't been there for me so far, really. And I'm making this huge effort to be his friend and i'm getting absolutely no effort back. One word, monosyllabic answers with an occasional sentence.
It's frustrating to no end.

I just have to keep thinking about my mantra. that helps, sometimes. I just need to release major endorphins so I can feel okay again. It's sad that that might be my only hope at the moment.

According to practically everybody in existence, I'm just supposed to cut him out of my life. I'm supposed to delete him from my phone and just not talk to him or worry about him or think about him. How is that even humanly possible? Oh, that's right. It's not.