I'm not who I was anymore.
I can see things better, and I can't be bothered with pretending anymore.
i'm done.
just done.
♥ b.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
And it doesn't work that way
I want to kiss your face a thousand times, and tell you everything will be okay.
I want to hug you so tight, so you feel like everything will be okay.
I want to hold your hand, so you know everything will be okay.
But, as much as I want to... I can't.
That doesn't mean that you won't be alright, and that doesn't mean you can just give up.
You're beautiful, cheer up. Smile, with that gorgeous smile. And show people that they can't bring you down.
♥ b.
You'll see that life is still worth-while, if you just smile.
I want to hug you so tight, so you feel like everything will be okay.
I want to hold your hand, so you know everything will be okay.
But, as much as I want to... I can't.
That doesn't mean that you won't be alright, and that doesn't mean you can just give up.
You're beautiful, cheer up. Smile, with that gorgeous smile. And show people that they can't bring you down.
♥ b.
You'll see that life is still worth-while, if you just smile.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
And there was trouble.
In my family of course.
My brother has hit this stage where he feels like he's the king of the universe. You know, as most 16 year olds do.
Anyhow, apparently last weekend he and my dad had a huge fight. So, brother packed up and went to the lady friends for the night. Thing is, he called home later and informed the parentals that he would not be back.
Ever.
That is, until the male parental called and told brother that he wanted him home.
The mother was upset of course, as one could imagine a mother would be hearing such things.
Sometimes I find it hard to take sides in situations like this. Not just because I wasn't there to know exactly what happened. But because, with the father and the brother... you never know who said what, who started it, or who ended it. They're both very stubborn men, and hate to lose.
But, the fact that this even happened worries me.
What happens if dad and brother fight again? What if it's worse? What if brother doesn't come back this time?
I feel like sister needs to be there more for brother like I would be if I was around. But sister doesn't care about other peoples problems often, and likes to judge.
He just needs someone to talk to about things.
♥ b
i've got this thing that I consider my only art of fucking people over.
My brother has hit this stage where he feels like he's the king of the universe. You know, as most 16 year olds do.
Anyhow, apparently last weekend he and my dad had a huge fight. So, brother packed up and went to the lady friends for the night. Thing is, he called home later and informed the parentals that he would not be back.
Ever.
That is, until the male parental called and told brother that he wanted him home.
The mother was upset of course, as one could imagine a mother would be hearing such things.
Sometimes I find it hard to take sides in situations like this. Not just because I wasn't there to know exactly what happened. But because, with the father and the brother... you never know who said what, who started it, or who ended it. They're both very stubborn men, and hate to lose.
But, the fact that this even happened worries me.
What happens if dad and brother fight again? What if it's worse? What if brother doesn't come back this time?
I feel like sister needs to be there more for brother like I would be if I was around. But sister doesn't care about other peoples problems often, and likes to judge.
He just needs someone to talk to about things.
♥ b
i've got this thing that I consider my only art of fucking people over.
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