To summarise my weekend at Parachute in a short sentence: it was so good! Probably the best I've been to, so far at least.
The music was amazing! Rapture Ruckus, Family Force 5, HalfNoise, Evermore, New Empire, the list goes on!
For the first time in what seems like years, I was happy. I was having fun. Heck! I even saw Josh, and I didn't feel anything. I'm finally over him, over what he's done to me. And let me say it is one of the greatest feelings ever.
What wasn't the greatest feeling ever was walking through the crowed streets, standing infront of stages, wishing that someone would notice me. But no one would give me a second look. I don't even think they gave me a first look to begin with. It wasn't until I saw him, until I saw Dan, that it finally got to me. How alone I feel. All I could do was cry, I couldn't even tell my friends why. The one person I wanted to run to and just let out the tears and the pain was the one person who was the cause of it.
But despite just sitting there in the middle of a room, not being able to make any sound other then a pathetic whimper as the tears leaked from my eyes, I still had my friends there to comfort me in my time of need.
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