This has been festering in me for a few months now, the end of a friendship for no reason. It still hurts. Last night as I lay awake in bed thinking about all the pain it caused me I thought I should scrapbook it. So here it is, pain and a lot of black paint.
Part of me thought of sending this to her (she scrapbooks too) but it probbaly wouldn't be well recieved, if the silence over the last few months is anything to go on.