you said a long, long time ago, you were happy being someone

We're always changing. Whether we like it or not, our integral selves are also changing. Even if it is the most miniscule detail, it can cause castotrophic differences to our mindset. When we meet people and call them our close friends, it's because we accept the way that they are and somehow agree or attract to what they believe in. But when theres a large division caused in this friendship- distance, time, inability to constantly catch up- then do we wait to see the past in the new or desperately wait for the miniscule changes to have created something the friendship can still hang onto?
It hurts, it causes deep pains in the real heart, to see something valued so much to lose or have lost. Especially when you actually had so much in common and all time spent was finding more or brooding over the similarities. When you see them making an effort to this with someone else now, you're not sure if its worth the wait anymore. When all this waiting time could be used to find a new friend.

Currently downloading new (old) music for my ears and emotional well-being. I was meant to go to the midnight screening of the newly released Harry Potter but my head hurts beyond comprehension. Yes- I know I shouldn't be on this electronic device but I promise you its as bright as the blonde apprentice hairdresses that come in for morning tea every morning. Kidding! I'm not that stereotypical.

*I took the above photo approximately just over a year ago. Celebrations of the end of an era- highschool. In a Mandurah house party. Juvilnilles. People have finished their first year of university already... and I feel like this years gone to a waste.

Goodnight.