October Nights |
This is is just me...trying to find my way in the world. Just an outlet for my creativity, thoughts, whatever you would like to call it. My name is Emily, and here I am. |
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I know it’s time to look forward and not dwell on the past, but I need to write this for me. So you can ignore from this point on.
This year was the best and the worst year of my life.
I fell so deeply in love. First love. I made a huge life decision that I can never take back. I lost a lot of my friends. I put on a really fake, happy facade a lot of the time. I was diagnosed with an eating disorder and anxiety. I had to rebuild—alone. I gained a new family. I was accepted to colleges—I made another huge life decision. Hello, 2,000 mile distance change. I tried to reconnect with friends; balance is a difficult matter. I said the hardest goodbye.
Change, change, change. New city, new school, new people. What an adjustment. Go big or go home, right? I made a lot of stupid mistakes…but I cherish every one of them because of what I learned from each. I felt like I was leading a double life—home and new me. I experienced the party scene. I had my heart broken and broke someone’s heart. I got hurt by lies and indecision. I met my best friends—soul sisters, right? I believe in that now. I learned to let loose, to not be so structured and uptight 24/7. I learned to not procrastinate. I learned who true friends are. I’ve had nights I don’t remember and nights I’d like not to remember. I’ve had the best laughs and conversations of my life. I reconnected with old friends.
New Year’s Eve was celebrated with two of my best friends—spa, drinks, laughing—no distance can tear that up.
Here’s to 2012. Please be good to me.
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Holy shit.
I don’t really have feelings until 2 am and then i get sad about everything
I hate when people talk shit about cops. Sure, there are a few who shouldn’t be them, but what about all the others? They put their lives...
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