Saturday, November 27, 2004
It's funny how you something you hated to go through, starts to happen to you again with the one person who you thought would never hurt you.
And suddenly it becomes clear at a certain age that people aren't perfect. And whether or not you thought your friends were angels or not, they arent's perfect either. That the high pedestal that you put them on is starting to crumble, and soon teh pedestal and the friend will disappear.
And funny how somewhere you've felt safe your whole life and felt that it was a strong hold for you, is starting to lose it's 'strongness'. That you feel the need to grow; you feel the hunger and the thirst, but you're getting nothing.
And suddenly it becomes clear at a certain age that people aren't perfect. And whether or not you thought your friends were angels or not, they arent's perfect either. That the high pedestal that you put them on is starting to crumble, and soon teh pedestal and the friend will disappear.
And funny how somewhere you've felt safe your whole life and felt that it was a strong hold for you, is starting to lose it's 'strongness'. That you feel the need to grow; you feel the hunger and the thirst, but you're getting nothing.
