by violeta. » Thu Aug 08, 2013 5:40 am
Dear special nothings,
It hasn't even been 3 months together and I've been beginning to doubt anything about you. We've barely talked, none the less seen the other. And I'm not the kind of person who likes to rush into things because I know that only ends up in hurt, but the way you treat me is like I'm just a really close friend. We're barely friends at that. You know nothing about me other than I'm miraculously some kid who plays video games. It's kind of a shocker to find one of those, eh? Maybe that's the real reason you asked. So you could go along saying you're in some kind of relationship and then also have someone to play video games with. Stupid me.
So here's the deal now. I'm not going to just let you in. You have to earn my trust to become my friend but you have to find a one in 1,877 keys to get through my walls that I just keep building: building them each morning and tearing them down each night to start over again. And each day a new key is added. So good luck looking for them in the darkness.
Perhaps you'll get luck. Maybe you won't. Just don't have a fit over it. I was there for you for a lot of things in the past. With C, the incident, and even B, one of my greatest friend. I don't think you realize how strong and fragile I am. So give me clue as to what your game is. Because if the stress gets any bigger, I'm calling it quits.
-Dolphin
Dear best friends,
I might be needing you soon if my many writing projects don't help.
-Gazelle