I'm gonna update for real and let everyone in my life that actually gives a shit know what's going on, because people keep asking and I think they're getting worried
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Somehow I never pictured you losing a job due to drugs (or a drug related incident, whatever.) Maybe because I managed to be such a fuckup and never ger fired for all the shit I did. I guess in my head I pictured you as the "better" (i.e. thinner, smarter, funnier, more attractive version) me.
C'mon, Bean. You were the one who always had it all together- two parents, dinner every night, a nice house, a computer, internet, the boys who didn't have some obvious major defect, colorguard, the clothes, the hair... you even made it to college on time and skipped the semi-mandatory fast food employment.
Point is, you've always rocked.
Or rather, "danced your way through life".
(even if you did dance yourself straight into your own personal hell, shake it off and rhumba around. You'll make it through.
Being out of high school just allows you to be the person you thought you wanted to be when you were IN high school. . . until you realize that you hate that person more than anyone, ever.
Of course I remember. It's just hard to pick up where you left off sometimes. But I want to.
I hate Virginia, too.
And Sarah moved to North Carolina after last summer. I didn't see her all summer, and felt like a total bitch because of it. Typical me.
who said anything bout picking up where we left off? That's just impossible- there's that hefty two year time gap to consider and all- but I would like to be friends again. We couldjust pretent that I spent those two years peeing in he closet and eating ants...
Somehow I never pictured you losing a job due to drugs (or a drug related incident, whatever.) Maybe because I managed to be such a fuckup and never ger fired for all the shit I did. I guess in my head I pictured you as the "better" (i.e. thinner, smarter, funnier, more attractive version) me.
C'mon, Bean. You were the one who always had it all together- two parents, dinner every night, a nice house, a computer, internet, the boys who didn't have some obvious major defect, colorguard, the clothes, the hair... you even made it to college on time and skipped the semi-mandatory fast food employment.
Point is, you've always rocked.
Or rather, "danced your way through life".
(even if you did dance yourself straight into your own personal hell, shake it off and rhumba around. You'll make it through.
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I fucked up without you, Miss Meghan Leigh. Where've you been?
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'Cuz I'm game..
(And I've even learned to admit it when I'm wrong.)
I miss thee, Bean.
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No re-alignment of worlds?
Have you changed?
(of course you've changed- we both have- being out of high school really shows you who you really are, huh?)
Remember Armadillo Beach? 3am cheeseless pizza? (We should've called Domino's) Oral-ing my leg? Blowing Frankie ('s whistle)?
I miss that. I hate Virginia. I hate being married. I don't plan on being married much longer, anyway.
whatever happened to Ms. Sarah Bier?
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Of course I remember. It's just hard to pick up where you left off sometimes. But I want to.
I hate Virginia, too.
And Sarah moved to North Carolina after last summer. I didn't see her all summer, and felt like a total bitch because of it. Typical me.
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Hmm, haha.
Tasty.
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I haven't been able to find it since. . . wow. . .since, like, forever.
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I really miss you.
Pat hit me and now we're getting divorced. So.
I'll be up there (NY/NJ area) in a couple of days.
Grab a cup of coffee or something?
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