I am missing you so badly this week! I'm not entirely sure why, but I figure it had a lot to do with the things I wanted to talk to you about last week - about missing my girlfriends. I suppose that's it. I miss them so badly and then you weren't there either. I wish so much to have those friendships back, just the way they were. But I've changed and the girls have changed and so much time has passed and so much stuff has happened and I'm the one who created the distance in the first place. I still love them, but the reality is they're not my best besties anymore  I don't have best besties anymore and I don't know how to fix that and it hurts SO FUPPING MUCH!!
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
...'
Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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