Memories...

all alone in the moonlight/i can smile at the old days/i was beautiful then/i remember the time i knew what happiness was/ let the memory live again




so i saw some people yesterday that really made me think.  first, 'the dancers'. oh you guys make the dance room hell for me, but seeing you made me cry because you're part of the reason i stopped dancing at school. you, sirs and madames are dumpy assholes. now i realize how much i really, truely miss dancing. at least i have a small hope of being cast in peter pan so i can do some dancing. its such an insane long shot, but i can still hold onto the hope for another 2 weeks. ugh sad things.

second, yesterday i saw victor again (skinny little thing btw). and i'd just like to know why you cut me off. really victor? really? you went through shit, i was one of the people there for you. i listened to your damn gay problems and let you cry on my shoulder where no one would see.  you actually called me a big sister. thats a lot for me. i guess you just dont appreciate the people who felt your pain.
now, facebook... whatever, i dont pay much attention there anymore. but i saw youre still friends with everyone we were both connected to. what the effing shivles is that about? bastard. i was sorry to lose you as a friend because you taught me some cool shit, and i taught you a lot of things, like a friend should.
ok i have no more words about this right now, just incomprehensible grumbling and made up curses (dont forget the evil glares).

so to all of you, you hurt me bad.  you are not the first people to do this, but memories have returned, i am crushed. again. thanks.