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Friday, January 15, 2010
Oh to be young and foolish again.
Every friday i new what was gunna happen, movies, junk food, but most importantly... Stupid antics. Cuz thats just what happened with us. Weather it was joel offering us drugs in front of your mother, Movies that were that scary that we all most broke each others hands. Endless pillow fights etc. around the house, that normally ended up with us teaming together against your father, cuz he had got sick of our noise and started chasing us with a teatowel. But it didnt end there. Cuz then it was saturday. And we had the whole w.e ahead of us before we had to go back to school. But then again , school wasn't that bad by the time a few sunny day umbrellas and year nine tourturing events were throwen in... We werent like most normal teenage girls who would spend their weekends struting there stuff down stafford street. No-Sir-E It was horses, Swiming in stupidly cold temperatures, Going everywhere and any where in our PJS, Hunting, Traffic island picnics, Photography sessions, cars, guitar hero, playstation, And ofcourse all this was done in rediculously over sized Metallica Tees'( that we got after your first horse show) Tyed up with a (ofcourse Black) hair tye, Paired with the normal black skinnies. We were different than the rest. But we were prouder than you could imagine. Cuz we had each other. We were unseperable. If we werent joined by the hips, we were joined by the fact we were in each others clothes, Or running around school in one sleeping bag ( im sorry about your wrist...) or completing the 200m sprint LITERALLY TYED TOGETHER. Well not quite completing.... but its not our fault we got kicked off... But now days, we are far from inseperable.. Infact we are the opposite. And words can not explain how sorry i am, And how much I miss the times we spents together, and more importantly how much i miss you. I fucked up. BIG. And i admit that, And i no that wounds dont heal easily. But i want you to no, and this is coming from the absoulute bottom of my heart, I never used you, And it hurts me to think that you would think that. But i can see how you do. The times we had were genuine, and if you hadve let me i wouldve still done everything same with you as i did in the old days, Because i did that because of a genuine friendship.. not cuz it was convinient. I dont no if things will ever be the same, I can see the hurt in your eyes, I dont no how i can make things right with you.. Or if it will ever happen. But i hope i can. I miss you girl.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Dedication To Jamez Sullivan :(
Yeah, you've been alone
I've been gone for far too long
But with all that we've been through
After all this time I'm coming home to you
Never let it show
The pain I've grown to know
’Cause with all these things we do
It don't matter when I'm coming home to you
I reach towards the sky I've said my goodbyes
My heart's always with you now
I won't question why so many have died
My prayers have made it through yeah
’Cause with all these things we do
It don't matter when I'm coming home to you
Letters keep me warm
Helped me through the storm
But with all that we've been through
After all this time I'm coming home to you
I reach towards the sky I've said my goodbyes
My heart's always with you now
I won't question why so many have died
My prayers have made it through yeah
’Cause with all these things we do
It don't matter when I'm coming home to you
I've always been true
I've waited so long just to come home to you
I'm making it through
It's been far too long, we've proven our
love over time’s so strong, in all that we do
The stars in the night, may lend me their light
to bring me closer to heaven with you
(Bring me closer)
But with all that we've been through
After all this time I'm coming home to you
I reach towards the sky I've said my goodbyes
My heart's always with you now
I won't question why so many have died
My prayers have made it through yeah
’Cause with all these things we do
It don't matter when I'm coming home to you
And with all that we've been through
After all this time I'm coming home to you
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