The wonderful thing about friends is that they are able to act as a blindfold when there are things in your life you would rather not see. But every so often, I'll pull away from the jokes and the pranks and the company in general, and I'll take a minute to stare real hard at those places.
I'm back home after cutting an evening with Hannah and Steph short.
And I'm just staring...
Jess is dead. That's it. She barely lived her life and now she never will.
My parents are barely a pair, let alone a married couple. They float around, they move to various locations alone, leaving their kids at home alone. They are parallel lines and terrible excuse for a marriage.
The boy I can't stop proclaiming my love to is apparently deaf.
I am receiving calls from a boy who I seldom talk to, begging forgiveness when I'm not even upset by him. I refuse to answer, but that doesn't do more than sweep the problem under the rug.
I kind of like to focus on them, though. It makes everything else look so much neater, clearer...happier.
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