Everything will be okay
One random thought after another..
Are we really too young for regrets? Is there an age on when you can start regretting? Do we really have to wait? I try to believe everything happens for a reason. It has to, because if it doesn't.. we are all fucked. Of course, I think people like to take that and run with it. It's not an excuse, it's just how it is.
I think this goes hand in hand with regret. How can you regret something if it was meant to be? Can we not avoid the inevitable? Is this really how it's going to be? They say we can change the world, but is there room left saving?
On another note, do people remember how to love? Where has it all gone? When did we stop being nice and start being complete dicks? All's it takes is holding the door for someone to simply make their day or a "hello" with a nice smile. When I ask how you are, don't tell me your "just okay". Tell me your great! Tell me you're having the best day of your life!!! LIE TO ME!!!! You would be surprised how much better you can feel.. even if it's not true.
Evil has stolen my brother, but I forgive him. I will tell him everything will be okay, because it will be. He is strong, and when he isn't, I am here. Mike and Jean didn't have two kids for no reason.
I know I am not a perfect person. Show me an example of one. It does not exist. But I will tell you this. I try my hardest. I try to keep my friendships close. People change and grow apart. It is bittersweet when you get to that point in a friendship when you both know it is what it was.
My move to Maryland was a successful one. Yes, I did move back but I learned some things in the process. I definitely was not ready to leave my home. Or Buffalo at least. My heart is here.
My move showed me who my friends were, how much I love my family, and it let me see a different way of living. I was given a lot more independence. I took it and I loved it, but at the same time I wanted to take it back here.
I am in love. I am truly feeling that Oh my gosh, you still give me butterflies love. It has been 8 months and I still feel as strongly for him as I did that morning in the front hallway with my hands in his pockets and his arms hugging my shoulders. Saralynn Marie has found love and she will hold on to it as tightly has she possibly can. He helps keep the crazy things in my life together and he is the shoulder I want to lean on when something does not go right.
Are we really too young for regrets? Is there an age on when you can start regretting? Do we really have to wait? I try to believe everything happens for a reason. It has to, because if it doesn't.. we are all fucked. Of course, I think people like to take that and run with it. It's not an excuse, it's just how it is.
I think this goes hand in hand with regret. How can you regret something if it was meant to be? Can we not avoid the inevitable? Is this really how it's going to be? They say we can change the world, but is there room left saving?
On another note, do people remember how to love? Where has it all gone? When did we stop being nice and start being complete dicks? All's it takes is holding the door for someone to simply make their day or a "hello" with a nice smile. When I ask how you are, don't tell me your "just okay". Tell me your great! Tell me you're having the best day of your life!!! LIE TO ME!!!! You would be surprised how much better you can feel.. even if it's not true.
Evil has stolen my brother, but I forgive him. I will tell him everything will be okay, because it will be. He is strong, and when he isn't, I am here. Mike and Jean didn't have two kids for no reason.
I know I am not a perfect person. Show me an example of one. It does not exist. But I will tell you this. I try my hardest. I try to keep my friendships close. People change and grow apart. It is bittersweet when you get to that point in a friendship when you both know it is what it was.
My move to Maryland was a successful one. Yes, I did move back but I learned some things in the process. I definitely was not ready to leave my home. Or Buffalo at least. My heart is here.
My move showed me who my friends were, how much I love my family, and it let me see a different way of living. I was given a lot more independence. I took it and I loved it, but at the same time I wanted to take it back here.
I am in love. I am truly feeling that Oh my gosh, you still give me butterflies love. It has been 8 months and I still feel as strongly for him as I did that morning in the front hallway with my hands in his pockets and his arms hugging my shoulders. Saralynn Marie has found love and she will hold on to it as tightly has she possibly can. He helps keep the crazy things in my life together and he is the shoulder I want to lean on when something does not go right.