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2012-01-30

And there you have it.

And there are lots of things you know, things unsaid, things learnt, things fixed, things that makes us happy, things that make us nostalgic, things like regret and sadness and help. There are things that scare us. I’m scared. We are all scared of something. Tell me, okay? Something that scares you. Don’t you think…since when is it easy? Mostly it’s hard. People, feelings, learning, getting it right. But no one is perfect or so they say. But maybe we all are-to someone. Think about it, but don’t say anything aloud-you have the right to remain silent, because you may forget but the records won’t. I want to keep things-forever, stay attached, but I don’t want anyone else, stay out of it. Stay in it. Do you think I can move on? Can you? She builds walls and we all find solace in something. People DO care, they just all forgot how to show it. But isn’t that called bitterness. You can’t go back and change things, we can only ‘live for now.’ So let’s go. Don’t you think it’s time? What are you waiting for hmmmm? It’s never going to happen don’t you know? There is so much you don’t know. I can’t tell you. It’s not me trying to be mysterious it’s like wine or family holidays it changes…well…everything. Home, see? I can’t but I want to. You’re different these days, I won’t tolerate fake. Because I hate it. I’m sorry. I can’t. Don’t hate me. But I’ll write you, a letter, a post card or a post-it note, but never an email. Not really anyway. Maybe I should just trust you’ll be my friend anyway. I’m sticking by you, but you have done bad stuff, I’m sorry. Really I am. When did you think I got over this? At what point did it become a matter of ease versus suspending disbelief? I can’t help you. Why haven’t you called. I’m sorry, I can’t. Don’t hate me. She’s cruel. A bad person. So what do you want to do? I change my mind all the time, can we just suspend it all? Forget about them. I’m wasting all my time, but at least we had that experience. Right? They are going to kill/murder me. I’m telling you now. Since when don’t you care. I should have said more to you that day, with the candle wax. I’m sorry. So sorry. Really. Really? Please let’s just lock these perfect perceptions in a case and throw away the key until we are older, older, so much older. I have so much to say. But we are all judging and that’s people for you. Soon I’ll be away-come away with me. I shouldn’t have taken my camera. Graham Norton. You know? Maybe you don’t. It’s complicated. It’s always complicated, but I have run out of things to say on the matter. So thank you, for being my friend, through this difficult tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime in our liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiives etc. But maybe one day we’ll meet again, I can say to my strangers-we were childhood friends.

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