life, love, loss, and death - courage.
since we last spoke:
- I have slowly failed
- I am dating someone
- I need to bring food to advisory on thurs.
- I am being loved and I love it.
- I still have the best friends in the world.
Nicole now goes to Central.
Strange, different, new. A little unusual.
On the other hand, what's very usual is:
I'm failing three classes.
The usual.
I don't want to go into detail here.
I am seeing someone now.
He goes to WV.
To the two very special boys (and you know who you are):
As many times as you ask and try and think I will hook up with you, I will not.
Do not invite me over down the street.
Do not ask me to come over cause your parents aren't home.
Do not think that just because I hooked up with you in the past, I will do it again.
And most importantly...
Do not think that I will cheat because I have never done such a terrible thing in my life. I will fall for a spur-of-the-moment-i-want-you-lets-go-come-on-like-old-times-thing.
That's it.
Sunny's much bigger than when we first got him. He nows beats Luna up. But Luna allows it.
I found pictures from the summer, when the boys would come over constantly and we'd eat and laugh and they'd wrestle, and watch half baked, and I would be in heaven.
Sean and Wes, two days before Wes left us, at Barnes and Nobles.
When Sean and Steve jumped on the bandwagon after Wes asked me to put make up on him.
A good three days before Steve left.
Me, Sean, Wes, and Kathleen from that one day at brunswick zone.
Sean and I on my couch. This boy has to be my best friend.
Words really can't express how I feel about this picture.
The epitome of happiness on a summer afternoon.
Before Wes left us.
- I have slowly failed
- I am dating someone
- I need to bring food to advisory on thurs.
- I am being loved and I love it.
- I still have the best friends in the world.
Nicole now goes to Central.
Strange, different, new. A little unusual.
On the other hand, what's very usual is:
I'm failing three classes.
The usual.
I don't want to go into detail here.
I am seeing someone now.
He goes to WV.
To the two very special boys (and you know who you are):
As many times as you ask and try and think I will hook up with you, I will not.
Do not invite me over down the street.
Do not ask me to come over cause your parents aren't home.
Do not think that just because I hooked up with you in the past, I will do it again.
And most importantly...
Do not think that I will cheat because I have never done such a terrible thing in my life. I will fall for a spur-of-the-moment-i-want-you-lets-go-come-on-like-old-times-thing.
That's it.
Sunny's much bigger than when we first got him. He nows beats Luna up. But Luna allows it.
I found pictures from the summer, when the boys would come over constantly and we'd eat and laugh and they'd wrestle, and watch half baked, and I would be in heaven.
Sean and Wes, two days before Wes left us, at Barnes and Nobles.
When Sean and Steve jumped on the bandwagon after Wes asked me to put make up on him.
A good three days before Steve left.
Me, Sean, Wes, and Kathleen from that one day at brunswick zone.
Sean and I on my couch. This boy has to be my best friend.
Words really can't express how I feel about this picture.
The epitome of happiness on a summer afternoon.
Before Wes left us.