family pain |
as some of you know my grandfather has been sick. he has had major heart durgery and now we find out that he has gotten worse. today my aunt called to say that the doctors have found eight new blockag...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Jun 2008 19:37:00 GMT |
why |
why does life have to be so confusing? on the 24 it marked the 13 aniversery of my grandfthers death and come july 15 it will be the 11th for the death of my best friend tricia, and here i am wonderin...
Posted by on Wed, 30 May 2007 13:03:00 GMT |
i hate surprises |
it is christmas time again, and all i can say is i hate surprises. i hate not knowing what i'm getting, and the one person who takes pride in making me wait is nick. i love you baby, but this waiting ...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Dec 2006 06:48:00 GMT |
why is life so cruel? |
i want to spend time with nick, but i can't, and it sucks. between everything that is going on in our lives we never get to see eacj..h other. i miss him so much, and i feel like there an a ocean...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 13:52:00 GMT |
WOW |
it just hit me that it is going to be 10 years since my best friend tricia passed on. there isn't a day that goes by that i don't think about her. she was 16 when we lost he, and it still feels like y...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 12:51:00 GMT |
Weddings |
my baby cousin is getting married, and it is driving me nuts. i am the older cousin by 5 years, and she is doing what i should be doing. it is really starting to annoy me. i love her, and she knows it...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Oct 2006 06:29:00 GMT |
life |
sometimes i wonder what life is really about. for example there are people who have some much money that don't know what to do with it. but then these are the people who are the most unhappy. in my ca...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Sep 2006 11:40:00 GMT |
exboyfriends. |
some think they are gods. some don't think at all. at least one of mine is ok. love ya lots froggy (leon to people who don't know him)
Posted by on Mon, 25 Sep 2006 20:17:00 GMT |
my crazy poetry |
life is like the edge of a razoron slop, and your cut
with one slash of the razor blood is spilled; life is lost so come death
in death we find peace, and calm. in this calm there is a blackness of so...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Sep 2006 12:31:00 GMT |
