Dear Blog,
I am so entirely sorry I have treated you badly and haven't updated you with anything...but the thing is is that I've moved on. You did me so well, I promise I'll still update when I get the chance, but for now Tumblr is just easier to post on. I'll try and link the two together so you don't feel so neglected. Blog, you helped me through the dark times to see the light...I promise I'll come back to you, I just need some space.
Wow, I just wrote a letter to my blog...can you say crazy?
xoxox
allison
In fact, screw texting and all the weird relationship-boundary lines it draws. Call me. Yeah, I said it. Call me. What’s so terrible about actually talking on the phone? If you call me it shows you’ve got a personality and that you can hold a conversation. It shows me that if we do hang out its not going to be completely awkward. If you call me, you’ve already secured yourself a spot above the texters who only text when they’re bored, want ass, or need a “convenient friend.” I dare you, next time you want to talk to someone, call them instead of texting. I get sick of playing these dumb little games with boys. Either you want to talk to me or you don’t, but please don’t go around saying you’re “talking with me” when I haven’t heard from you in five days. I get bored easily with the texting that goes back and forth because I’m comparing it to someone that was an incredibly interesting texter and now I’m down to the whole “Hey what’s up, what are you doing” texts. Come one boys, let your personality shine through and say something interesting. Hit on me, tell me something insanely funny, talk about something worthwhile with me. I don’t mind starting the conversation off with a “Hey, what’s up,” but don’t let the entire conversation drag on like a dull movie. Ask me what my favorite color is, let’s talk about movies, tell me about what you want to do with your life, let’s talk about my insane fears of cats and asians…anything to keep me interested and knowing that you’re actually worth taking a chance on. I want to look forward to hearing from you and not dreading your texts. Oh, and don’t text lyke dis, or us the whole “r u” letter scheme thing. It shows me that you’re either lazy or that you actually think the word is spelled like that.
I’ve always wanted the answers to everything, the final closure on every relationship, and the last word in every argument. Finally, the world’s getting cruel on me. It’s failed to give me closure on something that I thought was incredibly important and I’m finally realizing why. I don’t need to know why it happened or why it failed. I’m feeling that this is the world’s way of saying get the hell over it, it’s not worth another thought or another second of your time. The world’s trying to tell me how beautiful I am, how strong I am, how I don’t deserve this. It’s telling me to open up my eyes and see what good came of the situation. The world’s trying to be positive about it all. i don’t even know why I’m writing about this in general because it’s over. I’m over it. It’s just plain over and there’s no going back.
I guess we can all agree that life’s about choices; your choice was to end it all. My choice now, is to forget you and your silly games.It’s not worth another second of my day. Thanks world, for opening up my eyes and seeing the truth. Life’s not easy and doesn’t always present the answers clearly, sometimes not at all. When the answer’s aren’t there, it’s for a reason.
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