Thoughts for a dying race....
Over the last week I have been doing alot of thinking. I have been watching and waiting.
I lost a good friend of my, he was a good friend of many.
I look back and I can't help but double over in pain. Tony pulled my boyfriend and I outta nasty situation. He gave us a roof, food and a bed, when no one else would. He gave so much to help us, and never asked for anything in return. Tony was a real man, he stood up for himself and followed his beliefs. He never took crap from anyone. Tony was the single most honerable person I know. It sickens me that such a wonderful man was taken from those that know him, and the chance to know him was taken from those who don't.
Tony, I don't know if you ever knew, but I just wanted to say thank you, thankyou for everything. You were our angel in our time of need. Your friendship meant more than anything in the world to me. And I am so sorry that I wasn't able to be there in the end like we had talked about. I love you Tony and I will see you soon.
Looking around I reflect on my life and the choices I have made thus far. I have tried to make the best choices for myself up to this point. It doesn't seem like I am doing well, I am broke, slightly starving and in a downward spiral relationship, but I am rich, rich in experiences, rich in knowledge, and rich in friends and people who care about me.
I have made a decision, I am going to openly and agressivly change my life so I can live how I want.
I am looking for a job
I am getting my own place with a friend in feb if we have enough money
I am going to be single and without a male support for a while.
The problem in this plan lies in the last one. I am going to have to break his heart, and I don't want to, but I must, I can't quite figure out how to do it, because I am afraid he will do something stupid. For christs sake it is him.
But anyways I am outta here, off to reflect on things.
I lost a good friend of my, he was a good friend of many.
I look back and I can't help but double over in pain. Tony pulled my boyfriend and I outta nasty situation. He gave us a roof, food and a bed, when no one else would. He gave so much to help us, and never asked for anything in return. Tony was a real man, he stood up for himself and followed his beliefs. He never took crap from anyone. Tony was the single most honerable person I know. It sickens me that such a wonderful man was taken from those that know him, and the chance to know him was taken from those who don't.
Tony, I don't know if you ever knew, but I just wanted to say thank you, thankyou for everything. You were our angel in our time of need. Your friendship meant more than anything in the world to me. And I am so sorry that I wasn't able to be there in the end like we had talked about. I love you Tony and I will see you soon.
Looking around I reflect on my life and the choices I have made thus far. I have tried to make the best choices for myself up to this point. It doesn't seem like I am doing well, I am broke, slightly starving and in a downward spiral relationship, but I am rich, rich in experiences, rich in knowledge, and rich in friends and people who care about me.
I have made a decision, I am going to openly and agressivly change my life so I can live how I want.
I am looking for a job
I am getting my own place with a friend in feb if we have enough money
I am going to be single and without a male support for a while.
The problem in this plan lies in the last one. I am going to have to break his heart, and I don't want to, but I must, I can't quite figure out how to do it, because I am afraid he will do something stupid. For christs sake it is him.
But anyways I am outta here, off to reflect on things.