this little heart rocks with sadness now
why do these things happen?? i just got a call from alisha saying that someone i know but not well tried to kill himself last night...and he would have died if he didnt have a strong metablolism. and alisha and amber saved him by taking him to the hospital.
and right off the bat i think of jared, and how the memories flood back like a tidal wave you cant run from. i didnt know what to say and the things i wanted to say i was afraid to. that why couldnt jared be saved? why couldnt he be as strong and lived? i guess this world works in ways unknown. and this seems like this is a slap in the face to break us an inch more because now theres not only a loss, there's a reminder and an example to point at and think why couldnt this have happened to jared?
i've had a long week very stressful. me and eli broke up, but now are talking and trying to see what we are going to do with ourselves. i had a very good saturday night, and today was sooo beautiful out i just wanted to lay outside. until i got alisha's call and now i just dont want to cry even though its about to burst out of me. and i want to think that all my strength can not let this get to me.
i just want to be hugged.
"hey you.. things arent what they seem.."
and right off the bat i think of jared, and how the memories flood back like a tidal wave you cant run from. i didnt know what to say and the things i wanted to say i was afraid to. that why couldnt jared be saved? why couldnt he be as strong and lived? i guess this world works in ways unknown. and this seems like this is a slap in the face to break us an inch more because now theres not only a loss, there's a reminder and an example to point at and think why couldnt this have happened to jared?
i've had a long week very stressful. me and eli broke up, but now are talking and trying to see what we are going to do with ourselves. i had a very good saturday night, and today was sooo beautiful out i just wanted to lay outside. until i got alisha's call and now i just dont want to cry even though its about to burst out of me. and i want to think that all my strength can not let this get to me.
i just want to be hugged.
"hey you.. things arent what they seem.."