A part of me knew that I’d grow fond of you but I never thought that after all this time, I’d still be this hung up on these damn feelings.
I often feel silly for liking you. You probably only see me as a friend and nothing more. I just need to stop reading into things and hoping that there’s something there when in reality, I’m just deluding myself.
The truth is that our ambitions are to blame for driving this wedge between us. I just miss the way that our friendship used to be.
Okay, maybe I shouldn’t have been so quick to dismiss this year as a disappointing one. I am enjoying the first few weeks of uni so far- and if they’re indicative of how the rest of this semester is going to go for me then I should have some reasons to be content.
Must. Remember. To. Take. It. Easy.
Here’s to another year of change. Not necessarily good change, but a transition nonetheless. I don’t think that I will change my ways- if anything, it is likely that I will become more of a recluse as the year progresses. I guess 2011 reminded me of the value that solitude holds to me. Sure, there is nothing quite like being surrounded by the company of family or friends, but having had more time alone has offered some perks as well. I try to console myself over my neglected relationships by believing that they were bound to end anyway. It is nice to know that I was once close to these people but life happens. People change. I’m the one who changed.
My god, you’re really a useless fucking cunt aren’t you? What is wrong with you?
