i've been drunk-blogging, so please forgive my spelling 'till i sober up:
i only have 3 pictures that mean anyhting to me in my wallet:
Ahshley Heron. The one that got away. If i lived in india, our parents would have merried us long ago. Her parrents love me and my mom loves her to death. She's also redicuoulsy beautiful. THe pic is of us at prom together. We were never an item tho. she was my best freind in highschool. We were to much like borther and sister to date. and now we've been apart for 4 years, making it harder. I miss her so much it makes my hart break.
Elisa Hetmanski. She was the last love. I loved her to death, So much so it broke my heart to break up with her. It broke my heart more to watch her destroy her life tho. I spent over a year with her. I got her on anti-depresants. I got her to see a psychlogist. I did what i could. But in the end, she was a mess. A good freind of mine once told me, "there are two kinds of people in theis world, radiators and drains." You were right Kevin, There was only so much strain i could take. Watching someone i loved destroy herself over and over agin was too much. I'm only so strong.
Venesa McCrowen. She was my first girlfreind in college. I had promised i'd never fall in love again after Laura Catlaw. I did. It was with Venesa. The worst, funiest, night of my life was that night. She told me she was married. She got married out of highscool to a guy that needed the greencard and was in love with her. She said that "i thought that he could love us enough for te both of us and i was wrong." She also said that "some people get tatoos after college... I got married." I cried alot about that. alot... if it wasnt for the compatsion and love of my freind Liz, i probably would have come out of it alot more bitter.
...why couldn't she have just gotten a tatoo.
well... i'm realy drunk. I spent the night with my freind (a gogo dancer whom i love dearly [no worries, just as a freind]) and two firemen she knew. Good guys, I'm going to their freind's memorial tomorrow.
i ended the night on this note:
i leaned over (viki's drunk/naked ass) and whispered to Eric, one of the firemen, " I hate to end the night on this note, but if either of you take advantage of her... i will murder you."
eric assured me that he has been freinds with her for way longer than me and that he was there to make sure she was ok.
i can respect that.
but don't get me worng. if i ever hear that he took advantage of her, i would kill him with my bare hands.
i only have 3 pictures that mean anyhting to me in my wallet:
Ahshley Heron. The one that got away. If i lived in india, our parents would have merried us long ago. Her parrents love me and my mom loves her to death. She's also redicuoulsy beautiful. THe pic is of us at prom together. We were never an item tho. she was my best freind in highschool. We were to much like borther and sister to date. and now we've been apart for 4 years, making it harder. I miss her so much it makes my hart break.
Elisa Hetmanski. She was the last love. I loved her to death, So much so it broke my heart to break up with her. It broke my heart more to watch her destroy her life tho. I spent over a year with her. I got her on anti-depresants. I got her to see a psychlogist. I did what i could. But in the end, she was a mess. A good freind of mine once told me, "there are two kinds of people in theis world, radiators and drains." You were right Kevin, There was only so much strain i could take. Watching someone i loved destroy herself over and over agin was too much. I'm only so strong.
Venesa McCrowen. She was my first girlfreind in college. I had promised i'd never fall in love again after Laura Catlaw. I did. It was with Venesa. The worst, funiest, night of my life was that night. She told me she was married. She got married out of highscool to a guy that needed the greencard and was in love with her. She said that "i thought that he could love us enough for te both of us and i was wrong." She also said that "some people get tatoos after college... I got married." I cried alot about that. alot... if it wasnt for the compatsion and love of my freind Liz, i probably would have come out of it alot more bitter.
...why couldn't she have just gotten a tatoo.
well... i'm realy drunk. I spent the night with my freind (a gogo dancer whom i love dearly [no worries, just as a freind]) and two firemen she knew. Good guys, I'm going to their freind's memorial tomorrow.
i ended the night on this note:
i leaned over (viki's drunk/naked ass) and whispered to Eric, one of the firemen, " I hate to end the night on this note, but if either of you take advantage of her... i will murder you."
eric assured me that he has been freinds with her for way longer than me and that he was there to make sure she was ok.
i can respect that.
but don't get me worng. if i ever hear that he took advantage of her, i would kill him with my bare hands.
severus:
finnish? what? 