Now that school is at it's most important time, I feel myself wanting to go to school less and less, and would rather stay home creating art. Perhaps this is because I feel like words are letting me down lately, I need to show how I feel, not actually describe it. I find this happens during a happy period in life. I want to talk in colors, in shapes, anything that makes sense won't due. I guess I'm a hypocrite that way, or just human. While going through my hard times, all I wish is that words wouldn't fail me, that I wouldn't have to hide behind my blacks and blues. I have nothing really important to say, just I feel the need to rant on. I have a voice, so why don't I use it? After all, there are plenty of important topics that have yet to be spoken by my tongue.
I guess friday was a big night for me, everything fell into place. I remembered who I was, that I was in fact loved, and people genuinely want to be my friend. It took a large group of boys for me to figure this out. I had nothing to feel self-conscience about, in fact they made me feel good about myself. Which is something that I don't obtain very often. There are five boys who need a good thanking.
I am really looking forward to spending more time with you, I can really see us being greater friends down the road... Even if you do think that western is better then english. Hah!
I am sorry for hurting you as much as I did, I just don't think the time was right, although I am looking forward to renewing our friendship.
Funny little arguments and games are helping me get through the days. Who is more sneaky? Who can hurt who more? Which sport is actually better?
And these generous little offers have me smiling from ear to ear.
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