A few things happened.
1. I lost the person I treasure the most in the world.
2. I wrote a couple of stories
3. I found that I could write with inspiration
4. I failed to be a proper friend to anyone
5. For the first time I found guys I could click with
6. Didn't pick up any proper female friends
7. Did four five six and seven because of number 1.
8. Did I mention? I lost the person I treasure the most in the world, and it's because of a small misunderstanding.
Two small mistakes that led to a huge misunderstanding.
I'll write her a goodbye letter soon.
Not today. Maybe tomorrow. I'm tired.
She won't come looking for it for awhile.
And I'll just date it 9/11/95, because blogger lets you do that. At least it used to, I'm not sure about now.
I'll tag her name so she can find it.
I don't know how to let her know though.
Yes Jessica, there's only one girl I treasure most in the world.
And in short, no. I wouldn't have done that if I'd known.
Because to push you like that and to hurt you and to lose your friendship completely.
Just isn't worth it.
I'm glad I knew you were better than that,
I'm sorry I didn't understand you.
I'm sorry you didn't know me better than that.
I'm sorry I betrayed your trust.
And there's plenty more that I'm sorry for and why I'm not sorry for some things.
But that's not for today.
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The City That Knew My Name - Saturday, June 2, 2012 @ 10:39 PM
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The City That Knew My Name - Saturday, June 2, 2012 @ 10:39 PM
A few things happened.
1. I lost the person I treasure the most in the world. 2. I wrote a couple of stories 3. I found that I could write with inspiration 4. I failed to be a proper friend to anyone 5. For the first time I found guys I could click with 6. Didn't pick up any proper female friends 7. Did four five six and seven because of number 1. 8. Did I mention? I lost the person I treasure the most in the world, and it's because of a small misunderstanding. Two small mistakes that led to a huge misunderstanding. I'll write her a goodbye letter soon. Not today. Maybe tomorrow. I'm tired. She won't come looking for it for awhile. And I'll just date it 9/11/95, because blogger lets you do that. At least it used to, I'm not sure about now. I'll tag her name so she can find it. I don't know how to let her know though. Yes Jessica, there's only one girl I treasure most in the world. And in short, no. I wouldn't have done that if I'd known. Because to push you like that and to hurt you and to lose your friendship completely. Just isn't worth it. I'm glad I knew you were better than that, I'm sorry I didn't understand you. I'm sorry you didn't know me better than that. I'm sorry I betrayed your trust. And there's plenty more that I'm sorry for and why I'm not sorry for some things. But that's not for today. |
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 Just another starstruck (see above for evidence*) wanderer trying to find his way in this horribly confusing and sometimes messed up world. This space as you might have realised is for my own venting. It's where I talk, to myself. To the universe. It's where I don't lie. Much. Chances are you won't get more truth out of me than these few billion pages of angst. My life isn't that bad. Sometimes. The good parts just usually end up being the blank dates in between the posts you see. So yes, just to practice my math and to cheer myself up a little, the number of posts is inversely proportional to my mental wellbeing. Yes that counts as math with me. And despite the wry smile on my face and the grin I can imagine on yours, I'm still rather sombre. I promise you I'm sunny somedays. Stick around. You never know what you may learn. *hint may or may not be in big black font at the top of the page.
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