The Right to be Ridiculous

yerawizardharry:

okaylove:

gleekers:

She was very dear to me. She could make me smile and laugh and it was as simple as that. She made me happy.

But then that changed. She made me the saddest and the maddest I’ve ever been. She made me frightened of facing each new day, in fear of the worst.

Everything turned upside down, perhaps on my behalf mostly. I no longer talk to her. It’s weird, and it still makes me sad to just think about it. But at the same time, I don’t miss her. It’s just, different.

majority of this applies to my life.

Ditto :/

Same thing happened to me. I was really surprised when I realized I would not want her back in my life, even though she was my life and I don’t think I’ll ever love any friend the same way again. She was my best friend, and she now has made me afraid to get too attached to any one person, so I spread myself around among many people, and I think my boyfriend doesn’t appreciate that much. It’s not that I don’t trust him, it’s just that I… don’t trust him. Or anyone.