this wasnt a new person, just a little known about her. she was popular, and most called her a slut. i wasnt looking for a new relationship at that time, and she seemed like a really cool kid. she was crazy and relentless. and i called her, on the first day i met her. she was cute, and pretty edgy, not like in a bad way either. she sounded like a whineym white girl, but i just accepted it.
after a few months, about two or three, we spent all our september nights playing games with each other and talking for countless hours on the phone. i guess you could say we were like bestfriends at that time, but she didnt consider us bestfriends, she had other friends. some people looked at us as a "duo". not like a couple but like we'd be together in alot of stuff when we could.
after december and winter break, things just fell off for us, and we didnt really talk like alot. i never knew why, or maybe i just forgot. and i wouldnt say without her i was depressed, but without her, my life just seemed boring and gray, and alone. and for months i went on like this, and it just brought back everything from the past year and the bleeding and lonley nights again. i was just filled with regret and blamed myself on it. i had more social problems loosing friends and just isolating myself.
