Hi, I'm Sarah and this is just a little glimpse into my head.
If you want to know more feel free to ask :)
Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop. StopstopstopstopstopstopstopSTOP!
It feels like old times again. The silent screaming, the hair pulling, the crying.
Can’t ever forget the crying.
I would give anything to find an easy fix because I really don’t think I’m capable of hard work and will power.
I’m too weak for that.
Χριστός Ανέστη (´∀｀)♡ mark my words I’ve picked the winning egg. Let the midnight feast and the competition begin.
What a weird concept, but I can’t believe I never thought of it before.
I primed M for her crazy close friendship with K. She said I was her first real best friend. And I realized most people don’t stay with their first best friend for the same reason most people don’t marry their first boyfriend/girlfriend - we have to learn how relationships work.
M primed me too, I think. She helped foster the care taker in me, but she also helped me see how to take care of myself; I became a great little minion who was still able to be independent.
I’m not done being primed yet, though.
Losing friends can be a great experience once the lessons sink in. People come in and out of my life for various reason and I think I always walk away learning a little something more.
So I guess to rap this all up, I’m sorry to everyone who’ve I’ve been a shitty friend to. But thank you for helping with my future friendships. I hope I was able to help you as well.