I need something else, would someone please just give me? Hit me, knock me out, and let me go back to sleep. I can laugh all I want inside I still am empty. So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me...
- "All That I've Got", by The Used
Rotten. That's how I feel right now. Absolutely rotten rotten rotten!
Why can't you come here? Pack up next year and fly out. We'll all be together again, and Exeter will be a better place because it will have people like you. You're all more than smart enough to get in, and it hurts my soul to know this. My days feel empty without you here. I float, wraith-like, pathetically, from group to group. I return always to the same two girls but wish that I didn't because they're not people I thought they were. Lonerdom is looking better than they're company at this point, and at times I relish the solitude from people. Just call me antisocial.
I miss George's witty conversation, and the stuff that Keegan and Amara say that more often than not makes no sense at all. I miss talking music and deep things with Camille, and I miss Harry well...being Harry. I miss Johan's hyperactivity, though I never thought I'd say it. I miss Camille Sheets's sarcasm. I miss your smiles and your laughs, and the little arguments that broke out over nothing at all.
I'm torn between chopping off my hair and pretending to be a boy so that I can go to St. Francis with Harry, setting aside my love for the male species and going to Sacred Heart with Camille, ignoring my dislike of Maranatha to be with Sheets and Blankets and Keegan, or resigning myself to ugly uniforms at La Salle.
No one here gets it. No one here will ever understand me, and know me like you guys do.
I know it's belated, but I'm crying like a baby as I write this. I wish I had told you guys much I loved you before I left. Because I do, I love you guys so so so so much. I can't breathe without you here and it feels like a part of me has been violently ripped away. It was so fast and so deep that I couldn't even scream.
Until now. Inside I'm screaming loud as I can, because it's hurts like crazy when your heart is ripped out.
Free Robux No Survreys
4 years ago
3 comments:
india!!!!!!! I love you sooooo much!!!!!!!! I want to give you a hug...
I keep imagining what it would be like if all of you guys (well, the girls) were at sacred heart with me. and I agree, it would be so awesome if we were all at a boarding school together... *sigh*
sorry... I'm not really helping...
but I miss you!!!!!!!
INDIA>>>(I meant to press the period button and create this "...", but that sort of looks cool, so I'm leaving the arrows.) I sometimes sit at school and think, "I wonder what India would have thought of that.", or "Would India have gotten that joke before me and have to explain it to me?" You were my explaining buddy. Everyone else seemed to not hear me when I would say, "Wait, what?", and if they did, they didn't care to tell me, but you always answered. The best part is, you always will be that person to me. I'm just normally somewhere else in my head, or trying to listen to too many things, and you helped me.
Wow, I got off subject... Anyway, I miss you being in History with me and everything like that. But the hardest part is that your presence isn't with me, I mean it is in my mind, but your smile was just nice to have. You are one of the most unique persons I have ever met and Exeter just isn't ready for what you have to offer... But one day, one day they will. =)
sorry i didn't reply
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