the beauty behind the blood splatter.........
Suffice to say that Im not the greatest when it comes to expressing my feelings, nor even developing any ones noting matter of worth in respect to relationships, but let it be known, when i do let someone in to my heart, it isn't a simple gesture I don't take utmost care in.
there are people who come and go from your life, and you never really notice theyre gone, others, who without a phone call everyday, would make you feel like less of a person, and to those people, I thank you for knowing exactly what was going round in my mind, even when i didn't.
This year promised to be something new, or something old and memorable, depending on the perspective you have. I wanted things to be the way they were, I wanted things to be new and fresh, and despite these things being at complete parallels, I thought there was a chance it could be achieved.
But sitting at the das kap computer instead of supporting my most loved boys play with against me tonight, and opting for a night wallowing in my self pity, Ive started to realise just how much people who have made an impact in my life really mean to me.
This is Not one of those, too late, goodbye posts, where i contemplate my self worth and leave a note of despair by my bleeding body.
Its just something to write,
so for those of you who cheered too soon, or picked up the phone to dial and see if i was ok, its alright.
And now i know, that i will be too.....
this is day one.....
late
xx
there are people who come and go from your life, and you never really notice theyre gone, others, who without a phone call everyday, would make you feel like less of a person, and to those people, I thank you for knowing exactly what was going round in my mind, even when i didn't.
This year promised to be something new, or something old and memorable, depending on the perspective you have. I wanted things to be the way they were, I wanted things to be new and fresh, and despite these things being at complete parallels, I thought there was a chance it could be achieved.
But sitting at the das kap computer instead of supporting my most loved boys play with against me tonight, and opting for a night wallowing in my self pity, Ive started to realise just how much people who have made an impact in my life really mean to me.
This is Not one of those, too late, goodbye posts, where i contemplate my self worth and leave a note of despair by my bleeding body.
Its just something to write,
so for those of you who cheered too soon, or picked up the phone to dial and see if i was ok, its alright.
And now i know, that i will be too.....
this is day one.....
late
xx