Adrien Stillwell
Bio
"Make time for love and your happiness"
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Friends
On the few occasions I had alone to myself, I'd often sit and wonder what my life would be like if I had acted differently back in high school. If I had left behind those toxic people as soon as I had known them to be toxic. Surely I would have no one, since I was never really one to make my own friends. The people I did talk with, I only knew by association. This I found, always made me a second class friend, or a low priority. I have made maybe two or three friends on my own, all of which I am still close with; but the others always drifted and seemed to take anyone else's side before they would ever take mine. In my few acts of quiet defiance, I would slip away from the lunch table and fail to return for a number of weeks—an absence that would more often than not go unnoticed, as though I was a ghost that no one could see anyways. Of course time passes and things blow over until the next thing comes along and bends the fabric of any chemistry I had with anyone. It has been a sort of cycle that I've become accustomed to. Unfortunately, I have become all to comfortable being left out, forgotten, and all but invisible to those I choose to place myself with.
By Adrien Stillwell6 years ago in Humans