This here is on some truthful shit

“There’s a point in life when you get tired of chasing everyone & trying to fix everything, but it’s not giving up. It’s realizing that you don’t need certain people and their crap."

This is going to be short and sweet.
You all have affected my life in different ways and I’m not going to lie because some of you have made a greater impact than most. Yet I thank each and every single one of you for being there, in one way or another, when I needed you the most. It may seem that I am ungrateful of your friendships, especially now as I have made little to no effort to repair what has been broken. Let me clarify that it is not to say that I care any less. In fact, if you know me well enough you know that I’m just a little passive aggressive when it comes to these types of situations. So behind that entire tough exterior that giggles then says “geeve” is the over-emotional girl that cries when she comes across MSN conversations, reads over our Facebook wall-to-wall or finds an old text message. This is not at all to make you feel sorry for me as I devalue any of your pity; I am merely stating that even with everything said and done – you all still hold significance in my life. One of my first instincts is to call all of you to share every thing that has gone on in my life while I wait on false hope that you will one day take the time to call to inform me of all the things that have happened in yours. I apologize from the bottom of my heart that I let my insecurities, thick-headedness and selfishness drive you all away bringing you to where we are now: a little more than strangers, a lot less than friends. I am writing this to assure you that I have not forgotten about any of you and if you’re reading this, I’m assuming you haven’t forgotten about me either. I am more than willing to put the crazy past behind, I’m looking for a fresh start anyways – if you’re not still upset, you know my number. If you are, I understand but you live & you learn.
I’m sorry.
I miss you.
I love yous.

xoxOMG
- SB, my life in an abbrev.