It has been said that time heals all wounds. What no one mentions is that there's always a scar, making it impossible to forget.

It has also been said that forgiveness is divine. however it is not easy. I find it is easier to forgive someone who's done me wrong or hurt me, if they at least have a reason for it. Whether the reason is good or bad, doesn't necessarily matter, so long as there is one. It is the attacks without provocation or reason that I find hard to forgive.

In the last months, there are all too many people who have done that. I find it sickeningly hilarious though that someone would go through the trouble of calling me, harassing me, just to tell me and rub in my face something that wasn't even their right to tell me. Then when I try to find out who it was, everyone plays dumb to it, making them all as guilty as the person who made the call. There was one person in particular that irked me to no end, however knowing what I know now, I see that she had reason for her actions. She was protecting someone she loved that was believed to have been done wrong. There was another, that did me wrong, making my reputation to be that of a compulsive liar. Again, knowing what I know now, I can see why he did it. I don't necessarily like it, but I understand it. And for that I can't blame either. I wish them luck.

The rest however, pretty much jumped on a bandwagon, going with the flow of singling one person out. It is a pattern that has been in existance since middle school, and it is a pattern that will sadly continue.

Then of course there is a select few, that refuse to believe what's been in front of them the whole time. This few has pretty much showed their true colors.

And I don't want anything to do with any of them. And as badly as I wish I could have my best friend back, I know it's not possible. There's been too much to go down.

That being said, I wish you all luck. I want nothing negative for you, because what would be the point? Two wrongs don't make a right as they teach us in kindergarten. But I see no point in deviantart anymore. I'm deleting everything, save this journal, and having a friend of mine change the password so that even I can't log on. The same with my other account. I don't even remember why I made that account. I'm doing everything in my power at this point to get out of this town, and if things work out I'll be gone sometime in August. I may or may not be back, and very few people will know where I am.