Receently I realized how much I really need you. You are honestly, a necessity. At least, you've become one to me. I understand some of the hardships, and I know that life comes with surprises. Sometimes not all good. I pray with everything I have that nothing happens. Others have assured me that it won't, but I can't help but have that possibility stuck in my mind. I feel so selfish for only thinking about how much of a wreck I'd be without you. Then there's how you feel; I can't even imagine. It would be taking away the one thing I live for; you. It only gives me even more reasons to hate Oregon. Always stealing the ones I love. Why can't that deserted state find it's own people? And stop taking mine. It's not going to happen. In my mind, I'm set. If you ever left, I would never see my heart again.Listen to "Beautiful Blue Eyes" by Chiodos. Then you'll understand how much I love you.
So apparently wearing all black makes me "emo". Stereotypes, where would us angsty teenagers ever be without you. I could care less about what people call me. My own best friend called me that. But it was "as a joke". Hmm...where have I heard that before? Speaking of which, some of my friends, actually just one in particular, has been getting under my skin lately. She's getting back to that annoyance. Maybe it's just me. I felt like I was being sort of a beyotch today. But I can't help but get annoyed at people who contradict themselves; especially when what they're contradicting is their own hatrid for "hypocrites". Ironic, isn't it?
Back to the subject though, I like Bree's theory; I looked like a "smaller, girl version of my boyfriend". I actually appreciate that comment, haha.
I also feel like some people are getting to be better friends than some of my original ones. I plan on broadening my horizons a little more when it comes to friendships. I feel like I can trust a certain group more than others. But, that will only cause more problems. Too bad I don't care.
Finals are coming up. I'm dead. Although, I've been doing better at school. That should be a heads-up.
Happy birthday, mom.
xx

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