Hello, my name is Kassidy. I am a 14 year-old California girl. I'm an extreme optimist, a dreamer at heart, and a writer at the fingertip. Best of all, I'm happy:) I love my life and wouldn't change it for the world.This is my blog, and I hope you enjoy it<3
Don't you dream impossible things?
I think the absolute saddest thing is when you really truly believe you have a friend in someone, and they backstab you. It’s heartbreaking isn’t it? Sitting there wondering what you did to deserve it after investing so much time and love into a person…but why is it that we sit there truly…
What happens when your best friends become someone you don’t know at all? Do you secretly hate yourself for letting the relationship die? Or do you forget them and move on? But what if you can’t? What if you can’t let go of all the amazing memories you’ve made in the past with them? How could…
You changed and I broke
We stopped talking
No.
You stopped talking
And I started assuming.
Then when we tried to talk it out.
Your change was apparent.
I hate it.
You’re mean.
And I’m too weak to cope with it.
So um yeah, no longer friends with this girl, no she was more than some girl she was one of the closest girls I knew, amongst three others. I want to cry from how saddened I am but I want to scream from how angry she makes me. Like I imagined in my head we were the girls from the traveling pants…
As quoted in the earlier blog entry, both letting go and giving up takes time and effort, so in the means of wanting to hate and forget, it will be wiser to convert this energy to fuel people and events that are more worthwhile.
Once so close that nearly every second message is from that friend, to now, where communication is non-existent, the Rose misses the tight bond and friendship, but she knows that will never be the same again, even though she tries to make it so. So, is it really impossible to make things possible?
The Rose is on her quest to seek the answer.
(via kissonarose)I hate what you’ve became. judgmental bitch. control freak. I hate how you expect the world to revolve around you. I hate how you always think you know everything and you think you’re always right. I fucking hate how you always say what you have and don’t want to listen the other part of the story so I have to write shits like this on tumblr!!!
Just one year ago I was laughing at people’s fake friendships but our turned out to be the fakest one…
