It's been a very long time old friends. I'm a different person now. I'm 24, soon to be 25. I have lived 1000 lives since the last time I posted on this account. I went to college, dropped out of college, and soon I will start it all over again. It's never too late, after all. I've worked in food service, in a factory, in customer service, in art, and now in healthcare. I've loved, lost, been hurt, and hurt others. I've achieved things I never thought possible for myself and also disappointed myself in ways I never considered.
I still think of you all now and then. I think of the moments we shared together and the friends that I made. The love that I felt.
I know much of it wasn't real, I've seen the images of the people pictured on these bios all over Pinterest and Google. But I also know that somewhere out there is a real person who I used to talk to. Who I shared secrets with. Who I loved. I wish I could have known that real person. The love that I felt for my friends on here was not for the perfect faces on the covers of their bios. It was instead for the people I messaged late into the night. The people who saw me when I needed it most. The people who listened to me even when I had nothing that important to say. So, for those people, I miss you. No matter how our stories were resolved many years ago, I hope one day you will reach out. I won't be mad if you have a different name or a different face. I will simply be happy to be reunited with the people who loved me and whom I loved.
If not, if you're scared, embarrassed, or simply never see this. Just know that I think of you, and will continue to do so. That I love you, and will always love you.
