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Used To Be
Monday, March 05, 2007
The things that happen after you stop being friends with someone.

You share all of each other secrets and as soon as the friendship goes sour suddenly those secrets are used against you. Suddenly the person you thought would be there forever isn't there anymore and all you can do is think of the next slam against them so that you come out on top.

I don't beat around the bush when it comes to ending friendships anymore. I've had friendships come to an end in the past that have totally killed me so I've come to realize that just snipping it off in one clean swipe is a lot easier than trying to slowly rip off a band aid.

However, I tend to live in the past. And when I relive the good times I sometimes wish that things hadn't gone down the way they did. True, there are some people that I never want to speak to again. They hurt me WAY too much and I see no goodness in the anymore. It's like the people they used to be disappeared and with it our friendship disappeared too.

Then there are the people where things just went wrong. I said the wrong thing at the wrong time. They did some things just to be hurtful. And suddenly we aren't in each other's lives anymore and there's nothing anyone can do about it. Because I tend to live in the past I remember when we were the best of friends. And it makes me sad. I kind of miss those times. And even though I will never admit it to these people I wish they knew that I miss who they used to be and who I used to be. Yes, I am proud of the woman I am today. But sometimes I miss certain things about the naive girl that I used to be.

More soon.
9:47 AM


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I'm just a girl trying to find my place in the world. I don't claim to be perfect and I don't expect anyone in my life to try to be that way either. I try to keep only good, positive and trustworthy people around me. I've been burned in the past but right now I feel like things are pretty good. I'm in the middle of re-applying to school, I work full time at Caribou Coffee and in between I just want to have fun. I am only 23, after all, and I want to live it up. Like what you see? Feel free to read more.

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