August 2012
“She wished she had a little yellow house of her own, with a flower box full of real flowers and herbs – pansies and rosemary – and a sweet lover who would swing dance with her in the evenings and cook pasta and read poetry aloud.”
—Francesca Lia Block (via neonmedusa)
I don’t know how to trust you when often when I need a friend and it’s inconvenient for you, you say no and tell me that your needs are more important. It destroys whatever little trust or hope has been built up. All gone again. It has to be on your terms. What about how I feel? Not only do I have the thing I was upset about in the first place but then I have the hurt of my best friend not wanting to support me in a way that would be helpful to me. How do I trust you? How do I stop the hurt from compounding? I’m burning out here. I keep telling you but you never listen. Please stop leaving me out in the cold and then wondering why I get sick. I miss you.
There has to be balance?