Friends: Who Needs The Pain?
Well, a lot of crap has happened lately..We had to put Black Beauty down, i'll miss her. She was like part of the family, and the decision killed us all. But it was for the best, she was in constant pain and we hated seeing her like that. So, we did what we had to do. School's over, high-school next year. Oh, i can hardly contain my excitement..not. Its not something i'm looking forward too. Anyways..Brianne and I aren't friends anymore, once again. I think, it was mostly because of Mason and her cousin, Tori. Tori..well, i actually don't have much against her, truly. She did what I would have done. On the night of my 8th grade graduation, She came up to me, and told me she'd punch me if I made Brianne cry again. The only problem, I didn't know what the hell she was talking about. She said I made her cry almost daily. It hurt me to hear her say it, because If I did, i didn't know. I was worried about brianne all night, thinking i'd made her cry all the time. Well, needless to say, it kind of ruined my night, as well as hers. I never meant it to be like that. the day before, we stayed after school, and brianna ditched the group for Mason. It hurt us all, but apparently, she thought we were making fun of her and before the ditching happened, that we were mean to her. I never meant to be mean to her, and if I did, I didn't know. But I can't take it back now, can I? I knew we wouldn't be friends for long, we are too different. She's obsessed with guys, and part of me thinks shes like my sister. Well..she is in the guy department, but she doesn't have sex with every guy, at least I hope not, so she's not too bad. but still, to be that obsessed at her age isn't healthy. But I can't stop her. And one day, i know i'll be like that too. Though, never as completely obsessed. Anyways, yea..i'm going to miss the good times we had, but i'll live. i've still got a few friends that I can talk to, thank god. Well, Goodbye Brianne. No more her. Maybe its for the best? Only time will tell..at least i won't have to worry about the next heartbreak that will course through her already broken heart all the time. Its her problem now, its her time to fall. By the time she gets half-way through high-school, her heart's going to be broken so many times, she'll be numb. Or at least sick of it. Maybe, or maybe not. I just hope that she can snap out of it. Again, not my problem. I know i'm droning now, so i'll stop.