So this is kind of poorly scanned, but, a couple months ago I started on one of the weirdest little journeys of life I’ve ever been on. It involved a boy who was indecisive and just plain confusing. It was probably more of a roller coaster ride than a “journey” that I was on. Anyways, surprise surprise, I ended up getting hurt in the end, and he was fine; more than fine, actually. But I was bitter over what happened for what seemed like the longest time, except it was probably only 3 or 4 weeks. It started taking a toll on me though, having almost every thought wasted on him. Even though they weren’t yearning thoughts (quite the opposite actually), I realized I was still wasting my precious time and thoughts on him, while I probably haven’t crossed his mind in a month, maybe longer. It was easy to let him go. However, I still couldn’t let go of all our memories, good and bad. I would try so hard to distract myself with other things, but the very second I got a spare moment, my thoughts would all rush back through the past two years and everything that happened. It could have ended a lot worse, and I’m thankful that it didn’t, but the point is, I wanted to move on for good; escape my thoughts of him and any wrong he did toward me. And so I wrote these words down. And it sounds stupid, but this helped me so much. I really have not thought about him or the situation or anything remotely involving him since I wrote this down. And I think for once in my life I can say I’m truly content. And it feels so good to finally be here. But I just wanted to share my little trick on here in hope that it might help even one other person who sees it. So if you read all of this, then thank you so much and just know that if you ever need anything at all, I will always be here. I’m not very good with advice, but I promise you I’ll try my best and even if you just want to vent, I’m always here to lend an ear. <3
I know that by writing this letter, people would say that I haven’t let you go. But the fact is, I have. I’ve written this at least twice before; a letter on here saying my final goodbyes. But as far as I’m concerned, this is it. I’ve given you so many chances, and you’ve used your last one. Sometimes a person just needs to stop caring to protect themselves. And that’s exactly what I’m doing. I’ll still miss all the good times we’ve shared - even if you don’t think that fondly of our years as friends. You’ve added yet another collection of memories to my life story so far. And unfortunately for the past month up to this day forward, that’s all you’ll ever be. A memory. Sometimes good, sometimes bad, but either way you’re not going to force your way into my life again. I’m not going to let you.
if you ever feel bad about yourself just remember
due to selective breeding throughout human history, and that people tend to marry attractive people and have more attractive kids, people today are exponentially more appealing than past generations.
So if you ever went back in time people would be amazed at your beauty and probably think you were some sort of god/goddess
"I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling."