I LOVE those moments that later make you say, "remember that time when...."
I what? I make mistakes. I have regrets. I hate being alone. I listen to every type of music. I love music. I can't go a day without spilling something on myself. I never call anyone back. I don't like being wrong. I hate being ignored. I cry. I have enemies. I like making new friends. I have a great family. I like my new job. I can't sing. I have horrible balance. I laugh way to loud. I type the way I talk. I barely sleep. I eat alot. I love to shop. I can be very lazy. I like to dance. I tan when I get the chance. I wear fake nails. I color my hair alot. I have the coolest group of friends. I like to party. I wear contacts, with out it, I'm blind. I'm me. I'm trying not to cuss so much. I'm a camra queen. I'm a huge procrastinator. I'm shy around others that I don't know. I'm cute, I admit. I'm a picky eater. I'm dating the most sweetest guy his name is Mike. Random! Pink & Red are my favorite colors. Sushi for breakfast. Red wall. Leopard fetish. Juicy Couture. Vera Wang Princess. Ralph Lauren Romance. Classical music calms me.
How do I go off switching close friends like a new set of clothes? Seems that I've gone through so many. So I can't help but wonder sometimes if it's me or if it's them. Don't get me wrong, I love my friends. I'm VERY grateful that the ones that really matter are still in my life, it goes to show who REALLY are my friends and who aren't. But sometimes, it feels like such a waste. How much time you've invested in those other best "friends". It's just so disappointing when you run into these old friends. I think about how close we were and how long we've known each other, but then how fast we stopped being friends. Funny ain't it? All those years, and now you don't even talk to those people, or even dislike some of them really. Well it's a damn shame, but everything happens for a reason, or happened for a reason really.
