even though it's been don't know how many gazillion years since i really spoke to Cheryl. i can't bring myself to take them off even now cos i remember how much i loved her when she was a part of my life. and so i just leave all the stickers there even though now when i look at them i think i should take them out to not remember and be upset.
i do wish i could talk to her again sometimes. but then i wonder to myself, what's the point in trying? since she thinks i don't care anyway, and whatever i say will be construed as not being sincere anyway. it is tiring, having to keep talking when someone else is so cold and angry at you. once upon a time i think i would have burst into tears. i still think i could, out of frustration, but as it is i have no energy to do anything about anything anymore. perhaps next time.