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Okay, so here goes the obligatory end of the year post. And, keeping in line with everything else, I’m going to make this as vague yet strikingly obvious, as possible. If you know me well enough, you’ll know exactly what and who I’m talking about. If you don’t get it, then you’re not meant to.
The year started off kind of slow, but filled with lots of unnecessary drama that I’m glad is over. I feel like things started to pick up when a certain someone came to visit. That definitely changed things. And from there everything flew by.
I grew close to a lot of people too fast, which probably wasn’t the best idea but I don’t think it turned out too badly. I know there are people (yes, plural) that I’ve hurt or let down, and I wish there was some way for me to make that better but I can’t. I can’t return feelings that I don’t have in me. And I’m sorry if that makes it my fault, but I guess I’ll have to live with that.
I liked the feeling of first semester, when everyone was new.
There’s maybe one person who knows the extent of what happened over Christmas break which almost makes it seem less real. I think I like it that way.
I bounced back and forth a lot with my feelings and in the end I found someone who I was able to care for in a way I thought I’d lost. But right now I’m completely in the dark about what’s happening there, and it’s not the best feeling in the world.
I’m scared to be home because things aren’t the way they used to be here. Which isn’t necessarily bad, and probably healthier for me, but it scares me.
I want Bethlehem.
The year started off kind of slow, but filled with lots of unnecessary drama that I’m glad is over. I feel like things started to pick up when a certain someone came to visit. That definitely changed things. And from there everything flew by.
I grew close to a lot of people too fast, which probably wasn’t the best idea but I don’t think it turned out too badly. I know there are people (yes, plural) that I’ve hurt or let down, and I wish there was some way for me to make that better but I can’t. I can’t return feelings that I don’t have in me. And I’m sorry if that makes it my fault, but I guess I’ll have to live with that.
I liked the feeling of first semester, when everyone was new.
There’s maybe one person who knows the extent of what happened over Christmas break which almost makes it seem less real. I think I like it that way.
I bounced back and forth a lot with my feelings and in the end I found someone who I was able to care for in a way I thought I’d lost. But right now I’m completely in the dark about what’s happening there, and it’s not the best feeling in the world.
I’m scared to be home because things aren’t the way they used to be here. Which isn’t necessarily bad, and probably healthier for me, but it scares me.
I want Bethlehem.