O V E R V E I W|O F |T H I S|W E E K| . . .
My goshness, haven't really written anything for quite some time...
~No more GD for me{It has sick sick people on it}
~My locker was jacked
~Hurricane Ike hit
~I have no more electricity
~Youtube is stupid! -.- It has stupid, pointless, disturbing videos....
~I don't like bein' disturbed
~There is no more doom 4
~I'm sad
~I lost a friend
My goshness, haven't really written anything for quite some time...
~No more GD for me{It has sick sick people on it}
~My locker was jacked
~Hurricane Ike hit
~I have no more electricity
~Youtube is stupid! -.- It has stupid, pointless, disturbing videos....
~I don't like bein' disturbed
~There is no more doom 4
~I'm sad
~I lost a friend
Wow,
I got screwed over these past 2 weeks! :[
Side note: I've gotton totally better at drawing!:]
Community Member
I'm sorry.
In general.
I'm just sorry.
I'm a sorry person, with a sorry life.
But I miss talking to you.
Listen, I know things will never be the same. We won't talk as much-if ever. I know we won't have as strong of a relationship. I know we'll never be able to look at each other the same way, or think about, or even speak about each other like we used to.
The day I decided to read your profile for the first time in a while, I was planning on inviting you over to my house to hang out.
Then I read what you typed.
And it really hurt me.
But you already know that.
What you don't know is that I'm terribly confused.
Like you said, if I let you back in, I may get hurt again, maybe even worse than last time. That seemed dang near impossible at the time. It didn't seem like anything could hurt more.
You were my stronghold, my safe haven. And I'm not positive about this, but I'm pretty sure I was yours, too. I think it was stupid and reckless of me to let this get in the way.
But like I said-will it happen again?
It could.
I don't know if I'm willing to risk it.
I want to. I'll try to.
I need to know where you stand, though.
Have you moved on?
Are you okay with what's happened?
Did you know this was going to happen?
I realized I broke a promise.
I left you when I said I wouldn't. I'm a liar.
Do you want to talk this over?
Have you mentioned it to anyone?
Or is it still in your system.
When it first happened, I flipped out. I wasn't thinking straight.
I was blinded by rage and hurt.
All I knew was that I was fed up with you, and I needed to get it out of my system.
I wrote a song, and I felt a lot better, though there's still a scar.
I can see and think much clearer now.
I realize I was being a hypocrite, and that you may be even more hurt than I am or was or whatever.
It's okay if you don't talk to me again. But I love you like a sister, and don't quote me, but you can trust in me.
Kara, I'm so sorry.
Please, forgive me.