I miss normal. I want it back. Some say there's no such thing, but I know better. Normal is having a best friend who doesn't see my worth, but I know I don't see hers either so we're able to hold onto each other through the sheer bond of time, and past the fights and disagreements and spats, we know we would be lost without each other. Normal is having a sister who shares no blood but is my sister through and through. Having my best friend and sister together and both on my side no matter what. It's having brothers who are twins without relations who joke and prod but in the end I love them still, all of them because that's what I'm supposed to be; the emotional one. The girl who sees past the sparkle of middle school and sees the idiocy of petty fights and refuses to throw away our friendship because you said you hate me. The one who, unlike the rest of you, has stared loneliness in the face. Who knows that if we throw away friends like plastic bottles, we won't have anyone. Or at least, that I won't. If I don't hold on like hell to what I got, there won't be anything to hold onto, like hell or otherwise.
So in short, GODDAMN I miss elementary. Middle school can suck cock.
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