It's nearly 6 in the morning, and I need to catch a bus soon, so I'll keep it short-ish, seeing as I don't have in mind the right words to blog about this particular occurrence.
Over the weekend I received some... otherwise saddening news. Well, it wasn't too sad for me, but for the one who told me, it was quite an emotional experience for her. And when I'd finished listening to her, I thought "Wow. How does she get to through so much shit? It's not even fair for her to cop all this."
And it's really been a while since someone's opened their heart out to me like that, so I'm grateful that she considers me as enough of a close friend to tell me that, because it would have been hard for her to do so.
And so this is just an appreciation blog for above-mentioned person. No names, because she knows who she is. After hearing all that, my love and respect for her has pretty much tripled, because through all the crap she's been through, she's still smiling, and not giving up, she's still living life to the fullest.
I also just want to say that she will someday get everything good she deserves, and more, because that's how life should work, and mostly does. And I'm always here if she needs me, even just for a chat.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Possession
Thanks Bas, but I should be fine... I got your back too.
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All I ever wanted was for you to be mine, and I yours.
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All I ever wanted was for you to be mine, and I yours.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Dry
I have that awful feeling that everything inside of me, and a majority of things around is about to crumble and fall apart... again. And it's getting progressively worse. Don't bother trying to save me. Let me have this one.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Death
How conceited can you fucking get?
Maybe the reason I don't want to have a haircut is because I want a sense of fucking individuality, but no, apparently long hair isn't allowed.
Well fuck you.
Maybe this is sleep deprivation talking, but I've never really wanted to do the things you wanted me to do. This? This is all a fucking act.
Wait until I'm out of here, then I'll show you I can rule my own fucking world, without having to conform to your shit.
Maybe the reason I don't want to have a haircut is because I want a sense of fucking individuality, but no, apparently long hair isn't allowed.
Well fuck you.
Maybe this is sleep deprivation talking, but I've never really wanted to do the things you wanted me to do. This? This is all a fucking act.
Wait until I'm out of here, then I'll show you I can rule my own fucking world, without having to conform to your shit.
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