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[fictionlife]

Last Wednesday we were just closing the store when I found a tiny little orange kitten outside of Petsmart. Everyone was already gone and the store was now closed so I had no choice. He was so cute looking up at me and sitting on a tiny piece of carpet inside a dark plastic flower pot. I was the only one who would take the tiny baby and give him

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[extrahofuror]

I logged into my journal for the first time in months today... I didn't even know you were still on my friends list... and I started reading the story you wrote about that poor kitten. It almost made me cry =( I started thinking about things, and how much u care about this kitten and how part of that shows that you really aren't a bad person. Sometimes I sit in bed at night and think about how much fun we had over the summers and how fun it was to spend time together in the mornings. I thought about those days we skipped new visions to play Nintendo and how much fun it was. Thinking about those things really makes me miss our friendship =( Its been like 2 months now? since we had that fight?
After reading this, it's made it even harder for me to figure out how someone that cares about life so much, could have said such mean and hurtful things to someone they supposedly cared about for years. I wan't that old friendship back that we had before... but I am so afraid of the things that you said being true. Afraid that I will get close to you again and we will fight... and you will say "remember all that shit I said to you? It was true!"
I've made several attempts at making friends with people from starbucks since then and everytime I start to get close with someone, I think about what happened and just kind of let it fall apart again.

You said something that I've been thinking about since u sent it too me... "I dont want us to end up like Jeff and Bodie..." neither do I...
I miss our friendship very much, I miss laughing with u... I cried when I heard some little girl call her friend meow... that's partly why I cried when I read your story =(

I don't know if your going to check your live journal again anytime soon... I don't have your number newhere anymore and u have probably changed your screenname since we last talked.
I guess what I'm saying is, I'm willing to try again... but I wan't to know the truth... how much of what you said do you believe?