#470.
I don't know if you'll see this but it's worth a quick type because I don't know I'm feeling some sort of nostalgia for those times, don't you?
Sometimes I find myself wondering how you are and what things are up to with you. I'd ask but you'd probably wonder why I care. Truth is I did care, you know? To some sort of extent I wanted to be someone you could talk to. But things happen and I thought maybe it would have been better for both of us if we went our separate ways. And I know that's no excuse for being such a royal bitch over the whole thing and all the words I've said between then and now but I guess you're probably better off without me too.

Maybe one day we'll be friends again, and I don't want to say we'll braid each other's hair and make each other friendship bracelets but you know. I guess at one point I wondered if I stopped trying with you, if you'd try with me. Clearly you just ignore it. We're different and that's a part of the reason why all of this happened. Sorry if I broke your trust if you ever did trust me. I know sorry won't be enough for anything I've said or done but that's the best I can think of right now. Maybe if you see this and you know I'm talking about you you'll say hi. We'll exchange pleasantries and catch up. Who knows, maybe we can start again.

Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)
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