An apology message was written for one of my friends by me. I said that I was sorry for being such a crummy friend, etc. It took everything in me to actually send it, because I had my reasons to not apologize, but not wanting to make someone feel I hate them was a better reason to do it. Its been two days and that friend hasn’t replied yet. Seriously? Two days? That’s so rude. I know I haven’t been there, but I was never mean to that person at all, I still waved and held a smile on my face, that lied. Thanks a lot you’re the best. Eff off.

The Clock was Tickin’ 

By the lovely Killers.

tonight.

tonight.

And I’m inside on tumblr.

Its too damn cold to be hanging out outside and in these hours.

So one of my friends from school strongly believes I hate him. I don’t hate him, at all. I was mad at him but that was it. I say hi, and I’m never rude, so there’s no reason for him to think I’m mad? I don’t like when people think wrongly of me like I want to bite him of anger. I’m not that kind of person. Niggas.

Whateverrr.

My dad just got home.

He was telling my mom and I that one of his old friends, named Terry passed away on Friday. They asked me if I remembered him, and I didn’t. My dad said that whenever he would come over or stop by he would always show me and Fabian a magic trick with like a ball or something. It made me sad that he died right before the new year. But, what makes me more upset is that no matter how much I try to think back and remember I can’t. I guess you always forget the people who at one point made you happy and were nice, but always remember those who were bitter and mean. 

How sad.