I'm not going to pretend to be you, unlike how I've set up the other sites.
An incredibly short summary is that white is a member who left REHAB. But, I think just leaving the positive memories in the past is something I can't bring myself to do. So, for those who really look, you will find this page.
That being said, this page will not be optimized for mobile devices, and I'll only put enough effort as necessary to get my point across.
You're white due to the abscence. While White is not the abscence of colour, it's every colour at once, I think it fits you due to how I don't really know you anymore. I can't assign you a colour.
We met in Grade 9, but I'm pretty sure you met Black a while before that. Which is how you blended in so seamlessly with pink and purple.
You always hated highschool, and I'll move on from these memories of mine soon.
But truly some of the things that defined you as a person to me occured during that time in our lives. You and I were never particularly close. I stuck with Yellow, Sage, and Purple mostly.
You were close with Black, Purple as well, and besides that, others outside my social bubble. Again, highschool was a pretty bad time for you and I didn't hear from you often. But. Still.
There are things I admire in all of my friends, and you are not an exception. For one, perseverance.
You were dealt an appaling card in life. Like a baby bird being born into a snakes nest, something that was born to simply endure. And, endure you did.
The effort you pour into every aspect of your life is something that has not been glazed over to me. The person I knew you as was meek, and quite frankly, a doormat. Near the end of our friendship though, I saw the person who you were trying to be. The one who shoved.
I don't forget the circumstances on why you left. The feeling of disconnection from the rest of us is something I can understand. That impossible chasm you felt between yourself and us. I understand why you left.
Besides, not that I would really know, but you seem better. Happier. That's all that really matters at the end of the day.
My favourite memory I have of you is the play you took me too for the film festival. It was such a beautiful skit, and one I won't forget about for a while. I still have the pin you bought for me.
The character you were in LLTM has been discarded, the only remnent of that now is this piece of yours I still have in my gallery.
I kept it cause it's still cool to me.
If you like, you can imagine yourself as someone who was a knight. One of the best, really. But when you got word of the war, you turned tail. Picking up your lute, and the merit in your heart, you chase your dreams far from this war ridden land.
You can find the poem I wrote for you here.
This is the playlist I made for you.
You do not have an associated challenge.
I can't place why I made you a site, knowing how you're not in my or any of the other's lives anymore. I think it's due to the fact that when I reminisce back to the "good old days" no matter what, you are always in the picture.