Wow. I forgot this was here. Looking back on old entries makes me laugh a little. I've changed in some ways and stayed frighteningly the same in others. Hah. Still over dramatic.
What happened to the happy ideals of middle school and the begining of high school. I'd like to believe I wasn't a fool, that I knew of the pitfalls of expectations and relationships, but here I am becoming something very strange to my younger heart. The more I look back the more I realize how idealistic I was. What I want now is vastly different from what I once wanted. Once I was thinking long term and nit-picky. Now, I have a more "c'est la vie" attitude about things. Not a good thing persay.
I think I am now a person that my younger self would laugh at.
I wish someone could hear my heart crying, find my younger self still locked away deep in my heart. I know my ideals are alive because sometimes they shine in "moments of purity." Innocent happiness, unshaded by guilt or gilded joy.
I wish I could say I had nothing to hide because I once could.
Demo sa. Watashi no tamashi wa fukuzai. Mou...ima mo watashi no kareshi ni aitakute. Dare yori mo aitakute. Ii na? Anata no nukumori wasurenai de.
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