Another World

"Whose next? Mike, he set me onto this whole thing, probably my closest friend on an intellectual level, god damn why did you leave. Nothing is the same, german is gay, school is gayer, and just talking to you is gone, besides on the interbuttz. But we will have our time to be the kings we should be one day." -Sean Harris

So, apparently this blogging thing is spreading to my old friends, and i'm the carrier. That's one of my best friends, Sean. I've probably talked about him before in front of you guys.

You read the words of the first guy to ever make me cry, and the words he did it with.

Like i said we used to be great friends. Then i moved, and we drifted. I don't know.

I told kara today "time and space can't break bonds"

I guess they can't, but they can weaken them.

I'm not regretting moving.

No, i'm done with that.

I wouldn't be the person i am today if i hadn't moved.

So as i thought about it, i cried.

and i'm actually not afraid to admit that.

I used to, at one point.

I used to think i had to keep up the a-guy-doesn't-cry image.

I couldn't care less about what anyone thinks of me anymore.

So i had a tear on my cheek, but a grin on my face.

He's fucking right.

We are going to be kings.


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