Get it off your chest.

Person A: You can go to the 4th of July party and everything after. We can't both keep missing things. 

Person B: I've let you down. I know that we will never recover. Can we at least act normal so our lives can go on? Also, please don't kill me.

Person C: Do you want to fuck?

Person D: Things have just gotten worse since you showed up. I wish you weren't around.

Person E: I'm sorry.

Person F: It's unfortunate that out paths split like this.

Person G: I'm immeasurably grateful to you. You're the best friend I've had for years but I can't even admit that. I can only imagine a much worse path for myself if we never spoke.

Person H: I have so much that I could say, but I've already said too much as it is. I wish I had done things differently. We could have been better. 

Person I: We're more alike than you think. I could have handled you better. Maybe in the next life, sister. Have fun and stay cool.

Person J: You're a dream to me. More of a dream than a person. I realize that I can never see you again, because it won't be like the dream no matter what.

Person K: Fuck off, Kill Bones.