This block of Memory Ln. is still overcast

[ornatekate]

No one reads this shit anyway. It's been many years since our friendship ended, and I'm still in shock over it. I fucked up, she fucked up. But I will probably never have a friend like her again, and it kills me that we don't talk anymore, that we couldn't forgive and forget. I just wish that the bridge could be mended; that I could be forgiven and have our friendship restored too.

I'm in good place right now with friends/family/work/love. I'm just a big nostalgic mess today after reading this in my old deviantart.com inbox. It's dumb.