I have this group of friends. In real life. I haven't contacted Aven in a while. I miss all of my friends. But I met this girl...and someone who knows her might be reading this so I wont say her name. I met this girl and I think I've fallen head over heels. My old relationships have come back to haunt me. I still feel the spikes of sadness, but as I said...it passed. The sorrow and emptiness passed. Its a daily feeling, so I don't really notice when it happens rarely now. Don't expect much from me for a while. Okay? Promise me you won't forget, or leave, or pretend it never happened. Stay true to yourself. And don't let anyone convince you that your playing pretend.
Im sorry to all the people who may read this in the future, or are reading it now. Im sorry for leaving so much loose ends untied. Like Jack. I still don't know about him. Or William. He contacted me again yesterday, after 3 months. I don't know what to do. I still can't do some stuff I used to and I miss the time before everything. The time before the pandemic, the time before all these people who changed my life. But I would do it again. I would do it again in a heartbeat. Sure I would do things differently...but I loved the time I had here. Writing my thoughts, talking to friends. I loved the late night calls on my bathroom floor. I loved every second of it.
So to all the readers, all my friends, all my empty headed sad kids, life goes on. And as I always say, or said once. This to shall pass.
See you in another life,
Your Friend
-Clayton
Monday, June 21, 2021
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12 years
DiversosThe story of 12 years. This story follows me in my discovery of myself and how I handled it. From friendships and first crushes, to getting my first binder. Follow me in my journey of being the person I always was meant to be. Saturday, February 20...
