Might as well get use to being alone. I will forever struggle with making friends.
It’s safe to say she doesn’t need me anymore. Now I need her more than she needs me. Too bad she doesn’t realize it, not like she would care. Even if she did, she wouldn’t do much about it. It wouldn’t change anything. For years I try to put up with all her crap and having her basically ignore me as a friend for months at a time, even though I’ll be trying my hardest to reach out for her. But she doesn’t need me anymore, and I don’t think I can continue sticking by watching her do a complete 180 and everything she was once against. It’s nice that she has loosened up, however she’s becoming a little too loose. Honestly, I’m scared for her because she seems to be loosing control, slowly but surely. She’ll probably learn better eventually, but it won’t be from me. She never really listened to me anyways. I’m basically the back up friend when she’s tired of her new ones. But that’s not what I want. I want a friend who needs me as much as I need them. Always hitting each other up to hang out, and basically knowing them better than they know themselves. I can never seem to be that for anybody, especially girl wise. You don’t realize it at first but there’s something so much more special about having a close friendship with the same gender. There are just some things you can’t really talk about with a guy, and there’s a lot that he just won’t understand. But that one girl, that one best friend I had left, has moved on.
Chicago Color Run 2012 - one of the most incredible things that I have ever had the joy to experience. It began with a 5k, and ended with this. I sat there among the color-splashed finishers, camera ready and covered in my trusty and very professional plastic grocery bag, as everyone around me counted down. The countdown hit zero and suddenly clouds of color engulfed me and my friends, eventually becoming so thick they blotted out the sun.