it sad. to hear that you are torn up about yourself. hating the way you are now and loving the way you were. you hear it over and over again, wether its from me or someone else, be yourself, or this isnt who youare. we might not have known you when you were so, but we knew it laid in there somewhere.
its a funny thing, to see numerous people, including myself, wish they could be someone that they were before. whether that be someone more innocent or someone more daring. someone close to our parents, someone with more friends. someone more athletic, someone skinnier, someone with better grades, someone with a life. we all have these thoughts, but why dont we actually try to be like that? why is it impossible for us to change th way we want to?
i deleted you. from my phone from my aim. i guess the next step is to erase you from my facespace too but i dont think i will go that far. i always, always always told you that i wanted you to put forth effort but i never made you actually do that. i used to have your number memorized, i got called a freak for knowing it. but i have forgotten it now. i have no idea what it is. i know it starts with a 3 and thats about it. so, if i ever get a call or a text, ill have no idea who it is. and then ill decide if i should add it back, but if we are ever going to talk again, it wont be because of me.
i hope you find who you are, and who you want to be are the same people
Sunday, March 7, 2010
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