day nine: someone you don't want to let go, but just drifted.

that would be all my previous "best friends." we always said we were gonna be "best friends forever," but something always pulled us apart. they usually became too cool for me, which is perfectly ok with me. if popularity is what they wanted, i'm glad they moved on, cause i know i'm not popular in their eyes, and i don't care enough to be popular. but, i'm ok with that. in fact, i prefer it. i don't like it when people i don't know, want to know everything about my life. its very weird. they have their own lives to live, why do they wanna spend all their time dissecting mine? that kinda got way off subject, but you get the idea.