A time to stop, and a time to move on
Some of you knew me in high school, some of you didn't. Some of you knew Leah, and some of you didn't... Leah was my best friend, until my world changed, and she didn't. My one last connection to this girl still lingers in the air every time I light up a cigarette. Some of you knew my stand on smoking in high school, some of you didn't.... Smoking weed was one thing ... smoking cigarette was another. There came a time though when Leah's boat rocked harder then she could handle, and instead of drowning alone and pardoning me, she tried to take me down with her, and up until a few months ago she still tried to make her problems, my problems. I unlike most people, started smoking after high school, when her pressures on me became to much for me to handle and I lit up, and became ever to much more a part of her world (Cheese I know.) I've determined that 2006 will be my year of change, change in job, change in driving (some of you know that I don't drive, and if you didn't now you do), and it's time to let go of things I don't need/wan't in my life.
I've decided after finishing my last cigarette tonight that I can't keep going on letting people infect me with their world, and holding on to things that have constantly caused me pain and tears. I am finished with Leah, I am finished with smoking, and I am finished with all the tears that I have shed over problems that were burned onto my soul, but were never mine to bear.
I am not sacrificing myself anymore for the betterment of someone else's world....what I will be doing though is posting in my blog about the trials and tribulations of quitting smoking, and how much it blows, but it's time to better my world, and be self centered for a while. If you don't like it ... you can go fuck yourself.
I've decided after finishing my last cigarette tonight that I can't keep going on letting people infect me with their world, and holding on to things that have constantly caused me pain and tears. I am finished with Leah, I am finished with smoking, and I am finished with all the tears that I have shed over problems that were burned onto my soul, but were never mine to bear.
I am not sacrificing myself anymore for the betterment of someone else's world....what I will be doing though is posting in my blog about the trials and tribulations of quitting smoking, and how much it blows, but it's time to better my world, and be self centered for a while. If you don't like it ... you can go fuck yourself.