"He said sometimes he can't remember what I look like" Said C
She's going through a painful split at the moment with someone she's been with for 3 years, He's been living in a different city for a year they barely meet anymore. I feel for her.
How different we are. I walk away without ever committing to anyone. People weren't made to be possesed.
Rally the troops, streak on the warpaint and dance like theres no tomorrow; we aim to show her the Sea.
Sometimes I feel like i'm a million different people, with different characters. I have different sets of friends that I keep in touch with at different times, if they should ever meet it would not end well: Personality Clash's and such. I've always been that girl in school that flittered between all groups chatting to everyone "Eugh why are you talking to her?" because even the Girl that smells funny and has never seen a comb in this lifetime, has something interesting to say.
I can't remember names and I struggle with faces, but if your smiling my way it's all good.
I'm having to say goodbye to all of them but I want to remain detatched till the last moment. One set have pissed me off Royal and they shan't be told untill I am gone Forever. So there.
I want to be left alone for awhile go away somewhere where nobody knows me so I can think and because I have always lived in the moment and never thought I would last this long but I did and now I have done everything I have ever dreamed of doing what' is there left for me to do that is still novel? I feel ancient at 23. But childish in demeanor. I need balance.
Going by my followers I hope none of my friends do actually read this blog, it's steadily becoming more like my diary.
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