Aug 22, 2005 18:40
Well, Chelsea....
I tried....
I called you, I put the decision in your hands...
and though you promised me you would call me sometime... my phone has yet to hear The Box of Sharp Objects ring tone...
You have decided the fate of our friendship.....
You are superficial..... which is understandable for someone your age.....
You still have time to grow.... maybe by the time you realize your errors, there will still be someone around for you that has a pure heart...
This pure heart has become impure because of you.... I will grow out of it....
I have already erased most of the memory of you..... I am just at the hard part of memories...
the good times......
I will always love and care for you, even though we probably will never see each other again, besides coincidental incidents.....
Goodbye Chelsea Porter..... I had fun...... and I say these with full emotion.