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10 October 2007

♥ forcibly fifteen.

  1. Thank you so much. I don't deserve your forgiveness, but you gave it to me anyway. You are beautiful, smart, and more talented that I'd even realized. I'm so amazed by the fact that you turned out to be truly the opposite of what I used to think. I don't know if I can ever let you know how grateful I am that you understood what I was going through when literally no one else could.
  2. I'm sorry you lost me there for awhile... I'm back, though, and this time it's for good. I know I didn't treat you like I should have, and I know you must think I'm an asshole because I came back from the dark side so quickly and acted like I'd been there all along. But I know I wasn't; believe me, I know. I hope you can forgive me, and that we can pick up where we left off now that I've learned my lesson, because I remember now why I've loved you so much for so long.
  3. I always hope my friends will give someone a big, fat "fuck you" when they try to gossip about me, but this is one of the first times I know of that it's actually happened. You're more badass (and more goddamn cute) than anyone gives you credit for. I love you like crazy, and the only thing I don't like about being friends with you is that I don't see nearly enough of you.
  4. That was one of the most exhausting friendships I've ever dealt with, save my last trip to the dark side (freshman year), and I'm so done with you. I'm done being manipulated. I'm done being treated like shit. I'm done with the way you treat everyone. I can't deal with it anymore.
  5. You must be too good to be true... I can't believe I got this lucky. You are seriously perfect in every possible way; even your imperfections are sweet, almost charming. There are truly no words to describe how I feel about you, how happy you make me, how wonderful you are. Thank you for making me remember what it's like to feel this way about someone. It feels a little scary to say this again, but... I really do love you.
  6. The circumstances of our reconciliation (or at least, the closest we will come with things as they are) are strange and unexpected. It feels good anyway.
  7. You're not what I thought at all. Wait, I take that back, you kind of are. But as it turns out, you're kind of sweet, and I like you.
  8. I missed you this summer. I'm crazy about you, you know, because you make me laugh like no one can, and because you care about your friends more than anyone I've ever met. I'll never forget the day you became my friend: it was that week from hell last semester, and you saw how down I was, and--having only talked to me a couple of times in class--you made me cookies (which were delicious, by the way) and brought me a card, and even now I get a little choked up thinking about how lucky I am to have you.
  9. Sorry I ditched you guys. There's no excuse, but for what it's worth, I'm back.
  10. I treated you with dignity and respect when this happened to you. Why won't you show me the same courtesy, you two-faced, backstabbing bitch? Oh, and one other thing: stop trying to get the dirt on me by talking to my friends. They don't appreciate it, either.
  11. It feels good to finally not care what you do. I mean, given, it took me long enough: it's been over six months since you broke my heart into a million little pieces. And while seeing you still smarts a little, I'm finally able to savor the fond memories I have of you, and of us. I've picked up the pieces and I'm onto the next adventure, except this adventure treats me like I'm worth it.
  12. Seeing and talking to you today reminded me of middle school, of freshman year. You were funny then, and you're funny now. Bigger than that, though, you reminded me to give my bestest friends at PHS a call... Thank you.
  13. I miss you so much. Come home.
  14. You are a testament to the idea that beauty is only skin-deep.
  15. You run your mouth and you're ridiculous more often than not, but as obnoxious as you are, I am beginning to love you, a little. I can't stand you sometimes, but I finally saw that other side of you, and I guess you're not quite what I thought. You're alright, you know that?

♥ the best is yet to be.
10/10/2007

♥ yours truly. ;

    "And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep." --Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

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