“Don’t be dismayed at saying goodbye. Goodbye’s are necessary before we can meet again”
I never imagined life without my best friend. Then again, I never thought something so stupid as boys would inevitably interfere. For more than ten years it has always been “Thelma and Louise” “Bonnie and Clyde” “Moose Racks and Beaver Tits” and now it’s all gone. In nothing more than a 3 minute conversation where I couldn’t stick up for myself. I’ve learned that it is more easier to be pissed at someone, than to be upset. I hid my emotions by swearing, and being angry, and then once I sat down and talked to try and discover what I was thinking…I cried. The first words I hear from HER in days, are her screaming at me how “done” she is. If I can’t get a word in edge wise, than what is she hiding from?
Than I sat down to do more packing. And I got mad. I have to change out all my pictures. All these stupid memories are everywhere, and I want to get rid of them. Why can’t this happen when I’m already starting a new chapter? Now I have to wait 2 weeks to try and forget you. It kills me.
17 days. I want to get away. I’ll miss you. Apparently the favor won’t be returned. I refuse to give into anything this time.
