False martyr like faux rebel like I'm not sure if I'm making much sense.

I met bestfriend last Friday. Finally after more than 2 months. Somehow the topic on marriage seemed unavoidable. And if she were to marry she'd like me to be her bridesmaid. We talked about many things too. And I realized that I've not accomplished much. It felt like being in one of those conversations where you listen to the other talk and sentence after sentence come colliding at your every thought resulting in an explosion of epiphanies. At the end of the conversation, you feel like shit. Still you try to hold a smile. So okay, though a part of me is bitter, I am truly happy for her. And I honestly can't wait to be a part of everything. Anyway, I shall spare myself the heartache. Unnecessary emotion is a waste of time. Below are some photos of my first embroidery experiment. Over and out.