A gift to me. Flawless. Feisty. Yet compassionate. My everything. Unique. Intelligent. Too stuborn to believe the true facts about yourself. Outgoing. Loud. Messy. Everything in between.
That this is a hard time. Everything's crumbling. That it feels like there's nothing left in life. The fact that you want to take your mind off of everything.
Everything I need.
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Personally, I think that no matter who you talk to, it's best to get these things off of your chest. I know that you don't want to admit it to yourself, but just thinking about already makes it an admittance. The sooner you get these things off your chest (to a close friend), the less insecure you'll feel :).
I've been wanting to call you for so long, but to be honest, I'm scared when you rage/ are pissed, no matter who it's aimed at. In the end, I'm just some wuss who's scared of you. One day, just ONE DAY, I'll muster up the courage to call you again.
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To the girl at school, you were new. My friends welcomed you. It was great seeing you again since primary school days ;). But now, my so called friends have abandoned you these past two weeks. I'm sorry that I got caught up in my own little world and didn't realise it. That feeling of loneliness, and not being able to know who to turn to, who to trust. I can't even find you at school anymore. You hide in little crevices and cracks, which makes it so much harder to find you. I'll spot you in the library soon! I have a small-ish idea of what's going on....She stole your major yeah? That must suck, I can only imagine what it feels like to have that happen to you. You're everything probably depended on that :( Inbox me when you see this. If you don't want to talk, I'm fine with it, I just don't want to seem nosy. Don't worry! I'll sing you the meatball song :) Wait, you'll have to tell me the lyrics first though...I've forgotten what the words were.
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To us four in English: DAMN. We are so gonna ace those trials! ;)
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