meek
so..
last nite was fucking fun.I was really sick of sitting in this fucking living room with mober sake rugged intellect and dru. It's not that i don't like them, cause i kinda do in their own goofball way, it's that when you put them all in one room, my ear drums pop.
Anyways, so i called tim, and we headed out to one of those parties near 1919 william, old school spot. Everybody was there, people I hadn't seen in years. Pat, Caro, renau, kat, kafwin, shit shit shit people. Everybody was wasted & Happy. It was summer and shit couldnt be better. ( exept for that that whole smoking ordeal but let's not get me started with that shall we. )
So yeah GT's.
& then.. I sat on the hill and remember, last time i was on this hill, i was with mike. He was telling me he loved me.. haha what a silly guy i think he had just breaken up with Gen. I knew it was unlikely that he was really inlove with me, but i always loved mike. I always looked out for him, and tried to help him when i could. I miss him. I really do, and i really fucking wish it wasn't so. I really wish i could call him up and give him a hug. I can't hear people badmouth him anymore, it kills me inside. so far i've heard the WORST things. " good ridance, i bet his mother is happy he is finally dead for good " shit like that, HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU HAVE SUCH DISRESPECT FOR A DEAD PERSON, WHO OBVIOUSLY MENT SOMETHING TO ME CAUSE I WENT TO HIS FUCKING FUNERAL !! but no, no. they say that shit to my face.. and I get so mad that i shut down. I stare and i'm silent. I'm screaming bloody murder inside, but outside i let it slide. I guess it's just too painful. Words won't help.
Anyways, so last nite... i decided to think about all the good things we had. Funny moments. ( he was good with those ) and i remember that it was exactly on that little hill that i was sitting on that he had stuck his ass in sharons face.. haha.. aaahh.. god. I wish it were different, i'll see you when it's time for me too see you again buddy. I know you're reading this thought. you always read my lj from florida.
rest in peace. you will never be forgotten.. by me.
last nite was fucking fun.I was really sick of sitting in this fucking living room with mober sake rugged intellect and dru. It's not that i don't like them, cause i kinda do in their own goofball way, it's that when you put them all in one room, my ear drums pop.
Anyways, so i called tim, and we headed out to one of those parties near 1919 william, old school spot. Everybody was there, people I hadn't seen in years. Pat, Caro, renau, kat, kafwin, shit shit shit people. Everybody was wasted & Happy. It was summer and shit couldnt be better. ( exept for that that whole smoking ordeal but let's not get me started with that shall we. )
So yeah GT's.
& then.. I sat on the hill and remember, last time i was on this hill, i was with mike. He was telling me he loved me.. haha what a silly guy i think he had just breaken up with Gen. I knew it was unlikely that he was really inlove with me, but i always loved mike. I always looked out for him, and tried to help him when i could. I miss him. I really do, and i really fucking wish it wasn't so. I really wish i could call him up and give him a hug. I can't hear people badmouth him anymore, it kills me inside. so far i've heard the WORST things. " good ridance, i bet his mother is happy he is finally dead for good " shit like that, HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU HAVE SUCH DISRESPECT FOR A DEAD PERSON, WHO OBVIOUSLY MENT SOMETHING TO ME CAUSE I WENT TO HIS FUCKING FUNERAL !! but no, no. they say that shit to my face.. and I get so mad that i shut down. I stare and i'm silent. I'm screaming bloody murder inside, but outside i let it slide. I guess it's just too painful. Words won't help.
Anyways, so last nite... i decided to think about all the good things we had. Funny moments. ( he was good with those ) and i remember that it was exactly on that little hill that i was sitting on that he had stuck his ass in sharons face.. haha.. aaahh.. god. I wish it were different, i'll see you when it's time for me too see you again buddy. I know you're reading this thought. you always read my lj from florida.
rest in peace. you will never be forgotten.. by me.