salt and vinegar chips for breakfast, yum.
i dont even really like this flavour, says the girl as she licks salt and vinegar off her fingers.
charlotte fry, where to begin.
i suppose this was always going to be a bit of a waiting game, seeing as how we're both fairly stubborn.
its funny because everything that we write, i could probably assume that we both actually already know. maybe not for sure until the other person actually says it, but at this stage in our relationship im faaairly certain we kind of know each other well enough to make faaairly accurate guesses at what the other person is thinking. only maybe we dont like to think that because then we feel like we're too transparent and we dont want to seem predictable. maybe im just talking crap.
or perhaps im being too presumptuous. for everything that i can guess theres probably something else that i cant. walls, yes i know.
and yes, i figured that you sort of hate me a little, or a lot, or however much changeably. surprisingly (or not..), im ok with that. not because i dont care, but because im not going to change who i am or what i choose to do or filter what i say to force you to love me. we're friends because we are. to play captain obvious here, we accept each other for who we are and we've come this far, and the day that we're not friends anymore will be the day that we've both changed so much that we just dont get along anymore. personally i dont think this day has come yet but when it does ill be sure to let you know. and if you come across it before i do then im sure youll make sure to do me the same favour.
i know you probably resent that i go climbing or spend more time with climbing people than i do with you (and then feel needy for being resentful? maybe, i dont know). i half feel like this is something i should apologize for, but then i think it would be kind of dumb to. its different with climbing than trampolining (as youve no doubt realised) because climbing comes with all the people, wonderful people, and i guess thats really kind of infiltrated into my life now. i dont want to feel like im on eggshells around you because you hate me for that. maybe hate is too strong a word, but you know what i mean. i enjoy the time that i spend with you as much as i ever did, and just because i also spend time with climbing people doesnt mean that i dont want to see you.
we've both kind of become part of different friend circles (the term 'branching out' seems appropriate here) and part of me is sad because it recognises that, maybe due to my own doing, im not your only close friend and not the only one you love anymore. the other (bigger?) part is really glad for you. because as much as i love you, you and i both know that im not there for you all the time because im just crap like that, and now you have other people looking out for you and other people to confide in and this is good.
hey i almost forgot we're going to see brand new before i leave.