Nervous about school, and money... It is not the same this year... well, money kinda is, but school isn't... This year, I know more... I've been there, I've been blind, I've been open to being friends with everyone, and I've found that people are shit heads most of the time... You find a few friends that mean something, and you stick with them, and
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I go through that feeling everytime school ends and starts again. Yes, it's true that we have our 'friends' and the casual 'aqquiantaces' in which we talk to everyday--perhaps-- or every once in a while. It's taken me a couple of years to realize this...no to accept it but things chnage everyday. I just stay the same--unfortunately or fortunately for me I guess.
Making new friends and or aquaintances has become a daily part of my life since high school ended. I find myself talkin more and more about high school and what it use to be. I miss you, I really do. I'm not sure how close we relly were but I'm sure that we were close enough to maybe connect on some level. I don't know what it could have been and what it still is. I hope I'm not offending you it's not my intention.
Lemons are so aour and one lemon that life has thrown at us are our dead beat dads. I won't even try to argue or justify the idea of your father since I, myself, have not --possibly may never-- accept the idea of my 'sperm donor'. I guess some people aren't meant to be what we want them to be. I'm sure your uncle thought it be nice for you to have those things. Sometimes--I think it's because they have never experienced it or have been an adult way too long-- forget that life and things that--in this case your father or mine-- have affected you (me). They think what they do is for the best, but I personally believe we--the individual--know what is best for us, ourselves.
I'm sorry that I have become a friend who doesn't care anymore. the things is that I still do and I just don't show it. It's one of my short comings. I understand everything that you are saying and i just want to say that no matter what happens...I'm always a mouse click away. Hang in there Cassy.
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