Someone special.
Tell me about somebody you love. Somebody you adore-admire-look up to… anything. Pour your heart out. Tell me about the little things they do (i.e.“…she always orders sushi, only eats the rice…”) What makes you love them? Why are they beautiful? How do their eyes look when they smile? How do you feel when you’re with them? Without them? Post anonymously and don’t use names. (if you want to use names, that is fine and you don't have to do it anonymously, but it's up to you.
My answer(s):
I am going to use two people in this. Maybe three.
She was my best friend. Ever since I had moved to Maryland, we've been very close. We went to the same babysitter's and she always knew how to put a smile on my face and we'd giggle about stupid little things. Whenever we'd play "Spice Girls," she would be Baby Spice and I would be Sporty. She is about my height, long blonde hair and brilliant blue eyes lined with thick black eyeliner. Her life used to be so simple when we were 9 years old. Now she's involved in a life of crime, sex, drugs, and violence. But who isn't? She would always complain about how having a big butt interfere's in daily life, but she was really just fishing for compliments from our guy friends. She wore braces with pink rubber bands at all times. Her family is a mess and they made her move to the eastern shore of MD. I miss her so much. I love her not only because she can make me smile in an instant, but because she has been there for me through thick and thin, and whenever we fought she would always be the one apologizing first. Being without her is like being locked in a dark cement room with no blanket. It's a cold world out there and she WAS my blanket. She is Krista Marie Gibson.
He is my safty. I admire his every whim because everything he does, he does it with consideration of others. It seems as if he puts everyone before himself and that makes me smile. Makes me want to be a better person. He plays drums, and although he doesn't have much confidence in himself, his talent is no shorter than amazing. He inspires me to sit and think before I speak, because we all know I have trouble with that. Everytime I am with him I dread leaving. He seems to want to hide behind his black rimmed glasses and watch the world pass him by. Except the passing by part. He just wants to watch the world. Everytime I see him I feel like more and more of him seeps into me. He is a beautiful person because he treats me with total respect, total compassion. He isn't afraid to try anything new, no matter what it is. being without him is like craving a cigarette; you don't really need it to survive, but you want it. Want it so bad you can taste it. David Lee Klein is anything but ordinary. <3
too lazy to do a third. sex & the city is on. then texas chainsaw massacre.
goodnight.
My answer(s):
I am going to use two people in this. Maybe three.
She was my best friend. Ever since I had moved to Maryland, we've been very close. We went to the same babysitter's and she always knew how to put a smile on my face and we'd giggle about stupid little things. Whenever we'd play "Spice Girls," she would be Baby Spice and I would be Sporty. She is about my height, long blonde hair and brilliant blue eyes lined with thick black eyeliner. Her life used to be so simple when we were 9 years old. Now she's involved in a life of crime, sex, drugs, and violence. But who isn't? She would always complain about how having a big butt interfere's in daily life, but she was really just fishing for compliments from our guy friends. She wore braces with pink rubber bands at all times. Her family is a mess and they made her move to the eastern shore of MD. I miss her so much. I love her not only because she can make me smile in an instant, but because she has been there for me through thick and thin, and whenever we fought she would always be the one apologizing first. Being without her is like being locked in a dark cement room with no blanket. It's a cold world out there and she WAS my blanket. She is Krista Marie Gibson.
He is my safty. I admire his every whim because everything he does, he does it with consideration of others. It seems as if he puts everyone before himself and that makes me smile. Makes me want to be a better person. He plays drums, and although he doesn't have much confidence in himself, his talent is no shorter than amazing. He inspires me to sit and think before I speak, because we all know I have trouble with that. Everytime I am with him I dread leaving. He seems to want to hide behind his black rimmed glasses and watch the world pass him by. Except the passing by part. He just wants to watch the world. Everytime I see him I feel like more and more of him seeps into me. He is a beautiful person because he treats me with total respect, total compassion. He isn't afraid to try anything new, no matter what it is. being without him is like craving a cigarette; you don't really need it to survive, but you want it. Want it so bad you can taste it. David Lee Klein is anything but ordinary. <3
too lazy to do a third. sex & the city is on. then texas chainsaw massacre.
goodnight.