Move on. I just wonder if she misses me at all… I don’t want to forget her, but I get the feeling I should just cut her out of my life, before it ends in misery. I’m confused and the idea sounds stupid.
We were great friends before, and I don’t even remember how we met. I’m afraid we will all drift completely apart, and never see each other again in life. Terrible thought.
I hope it works out, well if not… damn
Thinks They’re Black :
Trys To Be Like Everyone
Doesn’t Give A Fuck
Acts Like They’re 5 :
Eats All The Time:
Is clumsy as fuck
Has anger management problems
Is kinda paranoid
Isn’t the brightest bulb on the tree
Annoys the shit out of you
But you still love them
Go to hell, I’m don’t know shit anymore and it’s not like that’s a good thing. However I won’t let it destroy me. I will survive. But if in the end this was all for nothing, fuck you. I trusted you, went through things you can never imagine or understand.
For the future, this better end well. Brother, we are (worst case were) good friends. And I won’t let her break me down either. Not again.
That’s all. I hope I’m wrong like before.
i usually hate these but haaaa.
‘Go on, have a pasty’, said Harry, who had never had anything to share before or, indeed, anyone to share it with. It was a nice feeling, sitting there with Ron, eating their way through all Harry’s pasties and cakes.Page 76, The Journey from Platform Nine and Three Quarters, Philosopher’s Stone.
At least I’m not the only one with troubles. Note to myself, never forget my true friends.