just thinking and typing.
just thinking and typing. i need to put it down somewhere.
don't need to read if you want, this was written for me ... but idk, since it's public and all you have the opportunity to peek.
but i was going thru some old pics...
and i always find myself back at the starting line. that point of wondering "where did all those good times go?"
away.. that's where they went. it's pretty crazy how things change so quickly. i actually want to forget what me and him had. as amazing as that sounds coming from my mouth, but i do. what did i get out of that? i didn't say yes so that later in my life i could have these broken memories and pictures of us together. or so that later down the road we wouldn't be friends again ... ever, at all. but it is my past and there's nothing i can change about it. i have only one thing to thank him for, and that's actually for letting me go. it's all apart of a plan ... and everything does, in fact, happen for a reason. i'm rather thankful that i met jon. not only because he's my boyfriend, but because i had yet another friend i could tell anything to. he's different than what i've had before. i know alot of people think, "omg, he's a freshman...what the hell are you thinking mallory?" so what? he's only a year younger than me. and what i'm thinking about is how me makes me feel or who i really am when i'm with him. i don't need to act like somebody else to impress him. and as melody says, "age is only a number". and i've also learned to deal with what everyone else thinks. i could really care less anymore. An anonymous poster wrote that i was back to the old mallory they used to know; always happy. (i'd still like to know who that was?) anyway, these pictures that i hold of me and jake are on the verge of forever staying in my "memory box", in which all my pictures and notes that i want to keep, but not read, are kept. maybe one picture will be kept out just for past times sake. i have too many to keep all of them out. soon enough he'll only be another page in my scrapbook. "/ *sigh* life moves on... and i'm really happy with jon. the only thing i'm afraid of is falling a little too hard and not being caught. love always finds a way, though. and i think it has. Thank you, God.
don't need to read if you want, this was written for me ... but idk, since it's public and all you have the opportunity to peek.
but i was going thru some old pics...
and i always find myself back at the starting line. that point of wondering "where did all those good times go?"
away.. that's where they went. it's pretty crazy how things change so quickly. i actually want to forget what me and him had. as amazing as that sounds coming from my mouth, but i do. what did i get out of that? i didn't say yes so that later in my life i could have these broken memories and pictures of us together. or so that later down the road we wouldn't be friends again ... ever, at all. but it is my past and there's nothing i can change about it. i have only one thing to thank him for, and that's actually for letting me go. it's all apart of a plan ... and everything does, in fact, happen for a reason. i'm rather thankful that i met jon. not only because he's my boyfriend, but because i had yet another friend i could tell anything to. he's different than what i've had before. i know alot of people think, "omg, he's a freshman...what the hell are you thinking mallory?" so what? he's only a year younger than me. and what i'm thinking about is how me makes me feel or who i really am when i'm with him. i don't need to act like somebody else to impress him. and as melody says, "age is only a number". and i've also learned to deal with what everyone else thinks. i could really care less anymore. An anonymous poster wrote that i was back to the old mallory they used to know; always happy. (i'd still like to know who that was?) anyway, these pictures that i hold of me and jake are on the verge of forever staying in my "memory box", in which all my pictures and notes that i want to keep, but not read, are kept. maybe one picture will be kept out just for past times sake. i have too many to keep all of them out. soon enough he'll only be another page in my scrapbook. "/ *sigh* life moves on... and i'm really happy with jon. the only thing i'm afraid of is falling a little too hard and not being caught. love always finds a way, though. and i think it has. Thank you, God.