So, this weekend was pretty good. I went to Columbus again, saw cool shit, etc etc etc. Now I'm more settled than ever to move there and get out of this place. It seemed like there were a lot of potential friendships and interesting people there.
Today I think another one of my friends died. Not literally, but in the sense that they aren't a friend anymore. The image of who they were withered in my head as the paradox of friendship hit. Am I just friends with half alive people? It's probably best that I keep to myself until I move.
Tomorrow I shall be going to a NeverShoutNever concert. No, I don't listen to NeverShoutNever, NeverListenNever nor do I care to. I am still going though, with my friend in mind. She got ditched. I am the replacement! Yay! I will still like it simply because I like live music, but I hate the idea of being crowded by stupid 15 year old scene girls.
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