one hand

i haven't checked for updates in a while and to find what you wrote for me made me feel two things:
1. happiness (thank you so much, i love you to death)
2. guilt (i've been selfish lately)

you are such an incredible friend and i hate to think that i make you feel bad about your own problems. mine are no worse than yours! they can't even be compared, they're just too different and i'm sorry for being so absorbed in my own shit lately, honestly - i haven't been paying attention to you and that's not fair.

arguments? shitty, but natural. they happen and they can't be avoided and they're not your fault! (it takes two to tango, ahah)

YOU'RE NOTHING CLOSE TO FAT. you already know i would kill for your curves woman!

ringette? fuck them! they cut you off because of one bad day? their loss - make them regret it! i know you will.

you're strong. and you have friends who will BE your strength if you need it.
trust me, i know - i'm one of them.

just keep telling yourself:
"i think i can, i think i can, i think i can."
and eventually you will.

you think you can? good.
because i KNOW you can.

(on a side note: things have been weird, i am sore, typing with one hand is a mission and i miss sports. also, this is probably the realest blog i have ever written. haaa)