So........:D.
Reaaally short post to say, this morning i woke up at 11, bummed around all day, didn't get dressed, didnt put makeup on, stayed in bed, went on the comp annnd then...hot chocolate milk, mnm's and whipcreeam...YUM.
Be jealous:)
jeudi 28 octobre 2010
lundi 25 octobre 2010
If Love could have saved you, you would have never died.
Death is a bitch.
A painful little whore.
A needle ready to burst your heart open.
A Killer.
People always say "Time Heals Everything".I don't think that is true.Time doesn't heal.The only thing that could "heal" death, is bringing someone back.Time doesn't bring that someone back.It just gives you time to get used to them being gone.You get used to living without that person, but it still kills you everytime you are reminded of them.If you break your leg, for example, it will heal eventually.And then in a couple weeks you're able to laugh about it, and use your leg again.Death doesn't work that way.You will never be able to laugh about it, much less be with that person again.
I'm in that stage where you don't know what's real and what's not.I've been brought up as a Christian.And I do Believe in God.But not in that snobby church like-way.I just believe, and to me that's enough.But, i'm convinced that when you die, even if Heaven doesn't exist, you go to some place good.Maybe I'm just being naive.But I think that no matter how great your life on Earth was, it doesn't end when you die.I think there is some sort of "After-Life", and it is a better place than Earth.So, Okay, That's the only good thing about Death.You know that they are somewhere safe, and that they're okay.Hopefully.
Dee,
You taught me how to Trust,
How to Love
How to be a Friend
How to be Brave
How to Smile
How to Kiss
How to Laugh
How to Make The Best Out Of Every Situation
How to have Fun
You taught me so much...
But you never taught me how to live without you.
After the funeral I got a shitload of your old stuff.
I still haven't opened it.
I'm too afraid...
I miss you.
I love you.
Your 18th bday is coming up...I know that would have been the funnest party ever.
A painful little whore.
A needle ready to burst your heart open.
A Killer.
People always say "Time Heals Everything".I don't think that is true.Time doesn't heal.The only thing that could "heal" death, is bringing someone back.Time doesn't bring that someone back.It just gives you time to get used to them being gone.You get used to living without that person, but it still kills you everytime you are reminded of them.If you break your leg, for example, it will heal eventually.And then in a couple weeks you're able to laugh about it, and use your leg again.Death doesn't work that way.You will never be able to laugh about it, much less be with that person again.
I'm in that stage where you don't know what's real and what's not.I've been brought up as a Christian.And I do Believe in God.But not in that snobby church like-way.I just believe, and to me that's enough.But, i'm convinced that when you die, even if Heaven doesn't exist, you go to some place good.Maybe I'm just being naive.But I think that no matter how great your life on Earth was, it doesn't end when you die.I think there is some sort of "After-Life", and it is a better place than Earth.So, Okay, That's the only good thing about Death.You know that they are somewhere safe, and that they're okay.Hopefully.
Dee,
You taught me how to Trust,
How to Love
How to be a Friend
How to be Brave
How to Smile
How to Kiss
How to Laugh
How to Make The Best Out Of Every Situation
How to have Fun
You taught me so much...
But you never taught me how to live without you.
After the funeral I got a shitload of your old stuff.
I still haven't opened it.
I'm too afraid...
I miss you.
I love you.
Your 18th bday is coming up...I know that would have been the funnest party ever.
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