My commitments are everything to me now, kind of whack.
Wow, I never knew anyone of higher authority than myself - a student, in the Department of Education would show such indecency and lack of modesty towards something so minor. Suspension? You've got to be joking! For smoking a cigarette at the shops that is more than 400 metres away from the school grounds, c'mon, you're kidding right? I'm disappointed in you school, it's not very nice. Seven words directed to AP & co. - F.U.C.K. Y.O.U. so hard right now.
I remember before school in 2009, Day Old Hate - City & Colour and Alone - Asher Roth was blaring in the morning before school with the only Stephy V. We both knew, although it was never said; to start the day off with genuine - genuine, relaxation and with zero worries. It felt good, felt utterly amazing actually. You don't understand, I miss you immensly but I see you every single day - maybe even every hour.
You know when you're a real low life; when you're grounded and are drinking alone. Just gazed over myself, I can get pretty low like that. But it's not as bad as it sounds because I'm not afraid of sounding like a complete loser. I want to be brave, I love reading, I appreciate art like no other, I want to be successful, I am scared of failure, I am pretty much scared of life, I'm scared of gaining weight, I have regular anxiety attacks, I want to be bold, I want to satisfy mum and dad with my outcomes in life, I don't ever want to grow old. But we can't have everything we want, right?
Natalia, today I remembered that when your daddy past away, you texted me exactly two minutes after you daddy had past away. That makes me feel so special in your world, man. I will never forget you, you can talk to me about anything. Whatever you please, I will never ever judge you and I just want you to know that I will always have your back. I trust you with my pockets man.
8th of May - Part I
- $180, sixteen children, birthday - our eligible excuse to get fucked up, ample cigarettes, vodka, Black Douglas ect. Doritos and soft drink, our verandah, nigger beats? SHE VOMITED ON MY BRICKS? NO WAY... LIKE I OWN THAT SHIT DOWN THERE, THEY ARE MY BRICKS. I REPRESENT THEM BRICKS DOWNSTAIRS.
'ILL CLEAN IT UP' NO YOU WONT. yeah i know...
The wonderful eight, of May. It was our magnificent birthday, our as in me and stephanie's 15th. We sung that 'happy birthday' tune to one another and had shots all round. It was great, Samuel's iPod playing some TFU and nigger beats. We exclaimed, 'NIGGERFAGGOT' numerous times.
- $180, sixteen children, birthday - our eligible excuse to get fucked up, ample cigarettes, vodka, Black Douglas ect. Doritos and soft drink, our verandah, nigger beats? SHE VOMITED ON MY BRICKS? NO WAY... LIKE I OWN THAT SHIT DOWN THERE, THEY ARE MY BRICKS. I REPRESENT THEM BRICKS DOWNSTAIRS.
'ILL CLEAN IT UP' NO YOU WONT. yeah i know...
The wonderful eight, of May. It was our magnificent birthday, our as in me and stephanie's 15th. We sung that 'happy birthday' tune to one another and had shots all round. It was great, Samuel's iPod playing some TFU and nigger beats. We exclaimed, 'NIGGERFAGGOT' numerous times.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEPHANIE "Rooney, Stepha" V. DAWS
My big twin sister, that twelve minutes still doesn't count.
You're more than the best person ever right now, you are honestly, my bestfriend. I'm hoping for the best and wishing you luck in everything. Have the best day ever, get crunk, get drunk get fuckkkkkked up.
My big twin sister, that twelve minutes still doesn't count.
You're more than the best person ever right now, you are honestly, my bestfriend. I'm hoping for the best and wishing you luck in everything. Have the best day ever, get crunk, get drunk get fuckkkkkked up.
Sitting here with Natalia, she's telling me her humorous story about Stefan tricking her mum. This is good, good fun. The others have made their way down to the shops to purchase some cigarettes - disgusting habit. Talking about disgusting habits, I just had ashed my cigarette in the ash tray to the left. How ironic? I'd say so. We just chilling out to some gentle music, smoking a cigarette, you know? Saturday is my birthday, the day I was born. The big one five, coming my way. Poor Natalia, still a baby only just fourteen. Weekend will be good, I'm no longer grounded. Shit yes.
I said to myself that I would never forgive you, even in one hundred years. Anger despised me, I thought I'd never give in. Although, I'm not blaming myself for this it was you and me - together, ripping eachothers hair out, strand by strand. It was time for each of us to let go and that we did, with ease in fact. I forgive you and I just want to tell you everything. I don't know what it is inside me, but I now feel complacent when I tell you these things. You still got this special place in my heart, and I'm don't mean to make space for you nor am I avoiding doing so. It's just how it is, and I'm sorry but that's how it is going to be - forever.
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My answer: 'You know they just are, the next day you'll be filled with joy and excitement thinking it is the best day ever and before you know, it's gone - birthday over. It's something that gets you so worked up and after about 15 hours, just depends how long you're awake, aware for your birthday. After that fifteen hours, it's all over. It just shuts you down it leaves you and then you gotta wait for another 365 days to pass, just for that to happen to you again.
and the whole getting older fact, no one ever wants to grow up, do they?'