| dear xanga, ive missed you and so has everyone else they are just too scared to admit it. the end. |
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| let me draw the blinds for you
you can watch the sunset from the bed in your hospital room. |
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| no more car wrecks, no more funerals, no more hospitals. im so sick of all of this.
just please please pray. |
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| Ridiculous and unwanted thoughts are often brought with tragedies. Like how he was the first boy that ever kissed me and the first boy who came to my house and I start to remember all those all night conversations on the phone and the fact that I spent $40 on his valentines present because he was the first boyfriend I had on v-day. I think about how my "wreck" was almost the exact same time as his and what if it was me they took off of life support today, or worse my best friend who was with me? I start to get really jealous at the fact that he gets to see her before I do, but realize how much pain those people he wasclose to are in because I know what it's like to lose someone you love so much when they are just a teenager. I think about the conversation I had with my best friend just the night before about how we're gonna look back at our yearbook in just a few years and be able to point out so many people who have died and will die over the years so unexpectedly and we dont know who theyre gonna be or how its gonna happen but it will...and this time it was him. I'm not going to pretend to be "hurt" by this because it's been years since we were close but I am disturbed at how everything turned out and the timing of everything. I pray for the ones who truly are hurting and I wish the best to all of them. I guess it's just one of those things where you have to keep telling yourself that everything happens for a reason. |
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| Sooooo friday night I almost killed Katie and myself. I lost control of my truck and ended up on two wheels and almost flipped but (by a miracle) we didnt. GOOD TIMES.
And now I'm grounded. 
oh well I'll probably just sit around on the computer or paint until I'm allowed to drive again. Someone come play with me until I get ungrounded 
Right now my camera is still at Taylors house soooo no pictures until I get it back
wooooooot. |
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