To: Not "noone is you." But rather, to You.
Beck doesn't think you're in love. Today is a good day to take good chances. This can be formulated and identified by good decisions. Scary word, huh? It's easier to hang with the wrong people sometimes. Sometimes it's easier to self medicate. I know. Never with Bud, though. That's low. And Southbridge is a bad town. Mostly everything about it. I'm assuming there's something i don't know about to save it.
I'll cut the rant really short; i'll take out the bad words, too.
He's the kind of guy you want to avoid. That's how it was said to me, and i agree. I was a little more colorful. You're scared to progress in life, and you revert to what you know. Worcester/Millbury parties with people you have to work hard at to not completely surpass. Muscle cars, meat heads, substance and people abusers. Not what i'd call surrounding yourself with achievers in hopes of achieving. You're not 16 anymore. You're not 18. You're not even 20. Time to grow up. Drive your own car to school and work. Big sentence, i know, but that's the beginning. Fear of certain things has really become a huge part of your existence. Please, please, please behave. No babies with this jerk or any other jerk. You won't be the best mom you can be unless you are the best You. Time to grow up. Whatever that means, you won't find it at a smokey party in an apartment or on a back deck, swimming in whatever's there. Don't take offense at any accusations you think i'm throwing. They're not there and that would be a way of running from the truth there. I really do know you. it just kind of hit me how well i know you. Listen to Zacky. He has some good ideas.
This is not a ploy to get in your head to try to get you back for an uncertain amount of time. Where we were going-i have no idea. Neither do you. I just think we weren't there yet. I don't think i was done. But that's not the point. For me, for you, take a good look around. Get driving. Get educated. Get self-sufficient. Get yourself.
There is so much more to say, and to say it better. I wish you could (and you may) be able to hear me without a voice, to understand without any explanation. I'll think real hard and you can let me know if you get it. I get it.
BTW: I made what might be the best steak i've even made or had tonight. Cheesy mashed potatoes, etc...green beans? The steak was the star though. Excellent. Wish you were here.
-me
I'll cut the rant really short; i'll take out the bad words, too.
He's the kind of guy you want to avoid. That's how it was said to me, and i agree. I was a little more colorful. You're scared to progress in life, and you revert to what you know. Worcester/Millbury parties with people you have to work hard at to not completely surpass. Muscle cars, meat heads, substance and people abusers. Not what i'd call surrounding yourself with achievers in hopes of achieving. You're not 16 anymore. You're not 18. You're not even 20. Time to grow up. Drive your own car to school and work. Big sentence, i know, but that's the beginning. Fear of certain things has really become a huge part of your existence. Please, please, please behave. No babies with this jerk or any other jerk. You won't be the best mom you can be unless you are the best You. Time to grow up. Whatever that means, you won't find it at a smokey party in an apartment or on a back deck, swimming in whatever's there. Don't take offense at any accusations you think i'm throwing. They're not there and that would be a way of running from the truth there. I really do know you. it just kind of hit me how well i know you. Listen to Zacky. He has some good ideas.
This is not a ploy to get in your head to try to get you back for an uncertain amount of time. Where we were going-i have no idea. Neither do you. I just think we weren't there yet. I don't think i was done. But that's not the point. For me, for you, take a good look around. Get driving. Get educated. Get self-sufficient. Get yourself.
There is so much more to say, and to say it better. I wish you could (and you may) be able to hear me without a voice, to understand without any explanation. I'll think real hard and you can let me know if you get it. I get it.
BTW: I made what might be the best steak i've even made or had tonight. Cheesy mashed potatoes, etc...green beans? The steak was the star though. Excellent. Wish you were here.
-me