I guess everyone loves to read fun stuff and have a great time, well if that is what you want please dont read this.
The last few years have been the best of my life. This I contribute to a girl named Jayme. She has been my everything. I swear that if nothing God himself parted the way for us to meet and be together. No matter what fucked up shit happened in the last years I could always crack a smile and know that I still have her. This was always the case until last night, but I will start with yesterday.
My post yesterday was pretty early, I had skipped my last class and came home all happy and full of life. This was the same for the rest of the day as well. School, Food, Art, Fuck, Nap, Dinner. It was all grand until about 8:45. I was helping Jayme study for math when all of a sudden her dad called and pretty much stole her right out of my fucking arms. I sat there confused, lonely, and feeling like I was going to puke just waiting for her to call me or something.
I found out not to long after that my dad has pretty much started a fued between himself and jayme's father. This is bad news, and I dont mean like a fight, or a grudge, I mean full blown out Romeo & Juliet family fued between the men. Once Jayme found out the fucked up shit my dad said, and I will not dare to repeat any of it, she had to make her stand and stop comming over to my house. This sounds petty, but Jayme has lived with me in my house 5-6 days out of every week. Whether she is staying here or not, the worst thing was I started to feel like I might lose her, or worst, that I had lost her. I felt wretched and old. I guess my mom knew what was going on because she didnt care I was playing my guitar at 10:30 at night on 10. Thank God for SP for giving me the words to vent. I had almost forgot what it felt like to cry. I hadn't truly cried in many many years. I pretty much gave up on family until the day that I would start my own, so there really wasnt any need for tears in the past. I finally stopped playing around 11:30 and almost passed out. As I lay with scratchy throat, swollen eyes and empty heart, i realized how much I had to lose and what it meant to me. I got to talk to her a little later last night, and I am still confused as to what is going on. At what price do we value love? Family, Job....Life? How could so much be put into one thing, one person, I still don't know. However, I do know what it feels like to have a soul without a heart, Jayme left with mine last night.
I can't end this with things will get better or some cool song lyrics like I normally would because I do not know what good could come of this. This is a really long post and I have only scratched the surface of what all really happened that led up to this. I wonder if I should start preparing for the fall.
If you feel it, pray chant curse sing or whatever you do for me in hopes that this will only make me stronger, stronger than death.
The last few years have been the best of my life. This I contribute to a girl named Jayme. She has been my everything. I swear that if nothing God himself parted the way for us to meet and be together. No matter what fucked up shit happened in the last years I could always crack a smile and know that I still have her. This was always the case until last night, but I will start with yesterday.
My post yesterday was pretty early, I had skipped my last class and came home all happy and full of life. This was the same for the rest of the day as well. School, Food, Art, Fuck, Nap, Dinner. It was all grand until about 8:45. I was helping Jayme study for math when all of a sudden her dad called and pretty much stole her right out of my fucking arms. I sat there confused, lonely, and feeling like I was going to puke just waiting for her to call me or something.
I found out not to long after that my dad has pretty much started a fued between himself and jayme's father. This is bad news, and I dont mean like a fight, or a grudge, I mean full blown out Romeo & Juliet family fued between the men. Once Jayme found out the fucked up shit my dad said, and I will not dare to repeat any of it, she had to make her stand and stop comming over to my house. This sounds petty, but Jayme has lived with me in my house 5-6 days out of every week. Whether she is staying here or not, the worst thing was I started to feel like I might lose her, or worst, that I had lost her. I felt wretched and old. I guess my mom knew what was going on because she didnt care I was playing my guitar at 10:30 at night on 10. Thank God for SP for giving me the words to vent. I had almost forgot what it felt like to cry. I hadn't truly cried in many many years. I pretty much gave up on family until the day that I would start my own, so there really wasnt any need for tears in the past. I finally stopped playing around 11:30 and almost passed out. As I lay with scratchy throat, swollen eyes and empty heart, i realized how much I had to lose and what it meant to me. I got to talk to her a little later last night, and I am still confused as to what is going on. At what price do we value love? Family, Job....Life? How could so much be put into one thing, one person, I still don't know. However, I do know what it feels like to have a soul without a heart, Jayme left with mine last night.
I can't end this with things will get better or some cool song lyrics like I normally would because I do not know what good could come of this. This is a really long post and I have only scratched the surface of what all really happened that led up to this. I wonder if I should start preparing for the fall.
If you feel it, pray chant curse sing or whatever you do for me in hopes that this will only make me stronger, stronger than death.
triplesixer:
nice viper..
olsen:
There is no Dominate button to be found on this site. ....I've checked.