Truth Is.

Its funny to me, now, to think that a year ago I was so distraught over the fact that you wouldn't return my phone calls, texts, or Facebook messages. To think that I honestly thought I would be nothing without you in my life. To think I was afraid of simply moving on from a friendship (Or what ever the fuck we had) which went from perfect to absolutely nothing with no real apparent reason (to me)..

A year has gone by, a few friends have gone. A few friends became the best friends I have ever had, including one who I should have never let out of my life. I have a job with one of the biggest companies in the world. I make good money and am free to spend it how I want. I can even travel anywhere in the world for free.

I hardly think about you now. In fact, I don't even really remember what you look like. Photos give me an idea, but they're never as good as the real thing. I don't remember what your voice sounds like, I don't even remember what your personality is like.


Truth is, I don't know you anymore. And I've never been more happy.

If I Were Famous.

I was thinking today, if I were to become famous, what would I call myself? Would I go down the self titled one name route like Adele and just be Jake? Or would I be something else? Because of my lack of creativity, I think I would call myself something dorky like "Jakea" its my first name, and my middle initial, and if you say it, it'd be like you were saying "JK".. or would I just use JK?

These are the entirely crazy thoughts that plague my mind at 2am.. >.<