today i am at work, i am bored out of my mind...last night was not a good night for me, i almost lost another friend in my fenton group, i was told the same thing i heard from asshole stephen, that i was crazy and i had bs. sooo that leaves to think, am i crazy or am i just completly missunderstood.
I mean i have my freinds from st.es, they get me fine and if i was ever called crazy its bc i would do stupid shit..maybe i never really allowed myself to get completly close to my summit friends, with the exception of 3.one being kelsey, who abandoned me has a friend for the guy that fucked me over. losing a best friend was hard, so my cure for that was shutting up, hiding my emeotions and feelings. my other two good friends sarah and rachel will always be my friends regardless of what may come between us. so i guess with my summit friends i learned to lock it up. close my feelings and pretend my life was the best, when inside it was falling apart. sometimes i think, what if i stopped hanging around them would it matter, would they care? i mean as long as stephen was around, no one really mentions my name, he has learned to hate it.
so that leaves my st.e friends that i will have no matter what, we have known each other since we were all five, going to school together until we were 14. 9 years, they were my family, 9 years we shared gaining new friends, not as individuals but as a group. when highschool i was nervous i would lose them, but after those 4 years, i still had all of them..first year of college out of the way, and we are still farting adn laughing at each other, playing games all night in someones basement. ...we are still watching the class video, and we are still doing the same stupid shit we always did.
its like when we all get together, its like we never really grew up, we will forevver be lost in time, and that itself is priceless and worth keeping around.
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