ramble.

always trying to find the good in situations can be harder than actually admitting the truth
especially someone like me, who at all times follows her truth.
"The truth is the light"
"To thine own self be true"
two statments I live by
Commited to.
It's amazing the character flaws we overlook when we are friends with someone.
Funny thing is maybe I am the flawed one.
What did Momma Maya say?
"When someone shows you who they are, believe them"
If this aint filled with truth
I don't know what is.
People will be people.
You either except them
or you don't.
I live in absolutes.
Apparently others do not
And yet here we are
the world still spinning on its axis
still going through the motions
something must be working right?

The Evolution

We used to talk all the time. Sharing every moment of every day. No detail was left unturned. Now we have grown up. We have grown closer. Sometimes apart. Life happened. Now we barely talk. Sharing only the minimum. Only enough information to keep the friendship afloat. There are times when the urge to share isn't even there. Out of imaginary obligation, texts are sent and phone calls made.We blame schedules,classes, the rain, and anything else we can think of. Who wants to admit they don't want to be bothered? Who wants to admit they are tired of being the glue that holds the friendship together? Who wants to face the end of a friendship?