Don’t disappear on me. don’t try to forget everything, or pretend it didn’t happen. It did. I don’t know if you will ever see this, seeing as how you deleted your tumblr, but I hope something tells you to look at mine. I know you’re not happy right now, I know you hate me. You have every right to, and I don’t expect you not to.
Just please, don’t forget. If you forget, it’s like it wasn’t real, it’s like it didn’t matter. It is real, and it does matter. I’m going to call you, but first I’m going to give you your space. I respect you enough not to bombard you simply because I want to. I won’t let you just slip away into the darkness. You’re too important. There’s too much I still need to say, that you need to hear.
Don’t do this. Don’t Disappear. I’m Sorry.
I want a gang of friends, preferably male dominated simply because they’re more adventurous, daring, and funny. There’s less bullshit and more awesome excursions. I’d like that in my life.
person one. I’m waiting for you to talk to me. I don’t want to intrude on you, or to twist your decision in some way. I want the decision as to whether or not we are friends to be entirely yours. I want you to make the choice, because I’ve already chosen, I want to be friends with you. I’ve tried, and now all I can do is hope and wait. I think it would be a waste of a childhood to lose you now…I really don’t like to waste things. If you still decide no, know that I’ll miss you.
person two. you’re frustrating. I can’t…you’re just getting irritating and I don’t know why.
person three. you’re kind of the best. we haven’t seen eachother in like a month or something but I can still talk to you like we hung out yesterday. youre awesome. love you.
