So umm this is a vent from a memory of younger me.... When I was young I wanted to be friends with literally everyone, and was sure as heck that they wouldn't hurt my feelings, and one of the things I wanted the most in the entire world was a best friend. Unfortunately I had some trouble knowing who actually made correct decision, and when I say some I mean alot..... Across from my house there was a boy named Landon. I thought he was cool, and for some reason when I was LIKE WHAT EIGHT? I went like 'I feel like girls my age start developing crushes'.....and I thought I had a crush on him....FOR MONTHS- And here's an even worse part of the 'friendship' me and my siblings had with him. THREE TIMES he had left saying he was over our friendship BECAUSE OF TINY REASONS. AND I HAVE ONLY SCRATCHED THE SERVICE. before I continue with that I have another thing to say.....I felt like my mom wouldn't like me if I cried to much, so I tried to keep the crying in my room, my mom has always not felt that way but my poor tiny brain did not understand- I also did not know the emotion Anger that well back then. now back to venting about Landon! HE WOULD THEN COME BACK LIKE A DAY LATER IF NOT LESS AND SUDDENLY WE WHERE FRIENDS AGAIN. AND ALL THOSE THREE TIMES HE BROKE OUR FRIENDSHIP, I WOULD RUN INTO MY HOUSE SOBBING AND RUN OVER TO MY MOM OR DAD TO COMFORT ME. AND NOW WHEN I LOOK BACK AT THE MEMORIES I START TEARING UP AND ALSO START GETTING SO MAD AND I HATE IT!! I JUST WANTED A FRIEND, AND HE MADE ME THINK WE WHERE FRIENDS THREE TIMES!!! ......anyways.....I'm done ig.......... No I'm not.....one more thing. His mom was definitely alot nicer......She even offered to get ice cream for me when she was about to go and get Landon ice cream while we where playing....
This is not actually small.....
