So…
I accidentally erased the message that was asking what happened with me and Regina.
it’s pretty long, so it’s under a cut.
Well, I have another blog -rise. I spend most of my time on there… and I haven’t really been watching or been that obsessed with Glee lately. I’ve been watching Castle, and Glee was kind of the thing we bonded over.
I’m in marching band now, and I feel like the schedule is too hard to control. I barely have enough time for myself, let alone anyone else. And because of the Glee thing… that was practically us.
Finchel was us. And now that I don’t watch it… I feel like we drifted apart. Of course, I still consider myself her friend, but it’s not the same as before. We used to RP together all of the time, and we used to talk nonstop. We would text, be on skype, and tinychat, and it was awesome, and we were the best of friends.
But I feel like at some point… everyone drifts apart because of differences. I mean… I don’t want this to be the time for us to fully break apart. Of course, I don’t want to completely lose her, but I mean, I feel really, really bad.
I couldn’t even find time to write a fucking letter for her. How sad is that? I can’t even find time to write a fucking two paragraph letter.
Of course, It’s more than just that. I don’t turn on my phone, I don’t go on this account much anymore. It’s sad, yeah. I completely abandoned half my life because in a sense… I’m not really sure who I am.
Yeah, I know who my friends are… I act fine, and I socialize all of the time with people. But I feel like writing and playing an instrument have become a big priority for me. It’s a physical need to write. I get anxious if I don’t write. It’s just a mental thing I have that needs me to keep things at a constant.
I get that I fuck a lot of things up, and I don’t really keep friends for long unless I’m related to them or they’re practically my soul mate. But truthfully, I miss her. I do. We were best friends, but I don’t even know what happened… and I don’t know why.
Maybe I got more mature? Maybe things just weren’t supposed to happen? I don’t know — things like that happen. People change, friendships change.
I just wish it didn’t happen so soon, I guess.
