First, there was the whole drama with Luna, where she totally hated me and said she never even liked me, and hated talking to me...et cetera. We took a break from each other for a little while, and then came back. She PMed me and we patched things up, good as new...I think. At least she's talking to me. sweatdrop I've very thankful for that. And I'm also very thankful that we're always able to work out our problems. She'll always be my bestest buddy, and we'll be together forever. xD As friends, of course. ^^
Below is the text I put in my "About Me" section, if you wanted to read it. ._.
A poem, maybe. I don't know. I'm losing it.
Tell me why you hate me.
I don't understand.
It doesn't make any sense to me.
Have you forgotten all the fun we had?
All the long talks, all the l-o-v-e?
And even when you no longer loved me, we were still friends.
Why, then?
If you hate me so much, why did you insist on prolonging our so-called friendship?
I believed you when you said you would never turn on me or leave me.
Now I cannot believe you when you say you only ever hated me, hated talking to me.
I know those are lies.
There had to have been something there.
Why else would you call me important, special, your best friend?
Just the other day you came up with a list of words, good words, to describe me.
Was that all fake?
Even the biggest, most intricate lies are never so full of heart and soul as your words were.
I do not understand.
I still think you're amazing.
The good part of you, anyway.
I just realized that the song "Dirt Room" by Blue October is quite...well...mean.
If you happen to listen to it, just know that it's not to you.
I don't want to kill you, even if you want to kill me. ._.
"Hey moon, please forget to fall down.
Hey moon, don't you go down.
You are at the top of my lungs."
- "Northern Downpour"
Panic at the Disco
If I could have one thing, one thing in the world, I would want my best friend back.
I'm sorry for whatever I did to you.
I really am.
Tell me why you hate me.
I don't understand.
It doesn't make any sense to me.
Have you forgotten all the fun we had?
All the long talks, all the l-o-v-e?
And even when you no longer loved me, we were still friends.
Why, then?
If you hate me so much, why did you insist on prolonging our so-called friendship?
I believed you when you said you would never turn on me or leave me.
Now I cannot believe you when you say you only ever hated me, hated talking to me.
I know those are lies.
There had to have been something there.
Why else would you call me important, special, your best friend?
Just the other day you came up with a list of words, good words, to describe me.
Was that all fake?
Even the biggest, most intricate lies are never so full of heart and soul as your words were.
I do not understand.
I still think you're amazing.
The good part of you, anyway.
I just realized that the song "Dirt Room" by Blue October is quite...well...mean.
If you happen to listen to it, just know that it's not to you.
I don't want to kill you, even if you want to kill me. ._.
"Hey moon, please forget to fall down.
Hey moon, don't you go down.
You are at the top of my lungs."
- "Northern Downpour"
Panic at the Disco
If I could have one thing, one thing in the world, I would want my best friend back.
I'm sorry for whatever I did to you.
I really am.
Everything below this sentence is no longer about Luna. ._. (Okay, the first sentence is half about her....)
I unfortunately had to cut her short because I had to go to a game for my friend, who plays hockey. His team was second in the league, and they had the playoffs/championships today. They won the first game...and then they won the championship game, too. =D We celebrated with pizza. :3 I am definitely going to more of his games. >.<
And that concludes today. I do believe I'll go to sleep happily. ;D
Also, for the record, yes, I was up online until maybe 12:50. -_- Bad Cherry.
