What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
I've never believed in changing up journals like you would an AIM screen name. I mean, this thing holds so many of my memories from the past year and a half. If I got a new one, I might forget. I don't want to forget. I want to remember, and learn, and walk away without a single regret.
So here this goes.
My entries have been friends only for a long time now, and they will probably continue to be that way, but this one is public. I want anyone to read this, and understand. Because I've left so much unsaid, or misunderstood.
Yes, I am only 14. But I have loved.
I loved you Kerrie. I've never loved nobody the way that I loved you. I did things for you that I never wouldn've done for anyone else in a million years. What I felt for you went far deeper than the blades to those razors ever did.
I also loved you Josh. You may not have ever gone over your or my old entries, but I loved you. You also may have been lying, and did not feel the same way, but I will tell you honestly right now that I meant every word of what I said at that time. You're a wonderful and horrible part of my past.
I have been hurt. I have fallen and fallen, further every time. But I've always managed to get back up again. And it has made me so much stronger than those who mock me for having scars. What makes me is what breaks me. I wouldn't be who I am if it wasn't for all the horrificly wonderful memories I have.
The only thing worthwhile in this life is to love, and be loved.
Never forget that.
So thank you Josh, and thank you Kerrie. Thank you, all of you, for being my memories.
So here this goes.
My entries have been friends only for a long time now, and they will probably continue to be that way, but this one is public. I want anyone to read this, and understand. Because I've left so much unsaid, or misunderstood.
Yes, I am only 14. But I have loved.
I loved you Kerrie. I've never loved nobody the way that I loved you. I did things for you that I never wouldn've done for anyone else in a million years. What I felt for you went far deeper than the blades to those razors ever did.
I also loved you Josh. You may not have ever gone over your or my old entries, but I loved you. You also may have been lying, and did not feel the same way, but I will tell you honestly right now that I meant every word of what I said at that time. You're a wonderful and horrible part of my past.
I have been hurt. I have fallen and fallen, further every time. But I've always managed to get back up again. And it has made me so much stronger than those who mock me for having scars. What makes me is what breaks me. I wouldn't be who I am if it wasn't for all the horrificly wonderful memories I have.
The only thing worthwhile in this life is to love, and be loved.
Never forget that.
So thank you Josh, and thank you Kerrie. Thank you, all of you, for being my memories.