Hi I'm Heather, I live in Tallahassee FL and go to Florida State University. Home will alwyas be the beautiful Naples, FL though! I'm not really your typical girl. I’m not a dumbass, I'm actually smart and I know how shit goes in life. I know that most people are fake, and the majority of people you meet put a smile on when you’re around but the second you walk away they start talking shit. But honestly I don't care, because that’s not what life’s about, I don’t care what people say or think about me because I'm who I am and that’s it. I'm proud to be an independent...that’s just me. Anyways I'm not as bitchy as I sound; I'm a good person that really tries to see the good in everyone NO MATTER WHAT. People will say..Oh i hate her because she’s this or that and I look at it as..maybe there is a reason why shes/hes like that. I try my best to be a good person, daughter, sister, friend, and girlfriend. I always say...REMEMBER there is always someone out there that has it worse then you. I love my family and friends more than anything in this world. My little brother, my mom and dad are my world! My boyfriend David is honestly the best person with the biggest heart; I love him to death and don't know what I'd do without him. My little brother is everything to me, he’s my best friend as well as my brother and now it’s his duty to protect me! :) I always say... remember that when shit happens even when times are really bad..the only people that will love you no matter what ...is your family! I think lately I've learned a lot about people, I've learned who my "true" friends are. I've learned that even though most people say they will always be there, when you need them the most they aren't, honestly it sounds harsh but most people don't give a shit about anyone but themselves, and don't even think twice about it. Unfortunately at a young age I've learned that life is NOT fair and that sometimes shit happens that you don't understand. On March 9, 2006 I found my brother, dead from a drug overdose. Never in my life would I have ever thought something like that would happen to "us" (my family). But the truth is shit like that happens everyday to family’s everywhere and it can happen to everyone. To most people he was just Matt Trude, a kid that was fun to be around and LOVED to party and get fucked up. If you ever played against him in a sport you probably hate him because he was so competitive but if you've ever drank a beer with him you know how he really was. To me though, he was my older brother, someone that showed me into this world when I was born, the one that taught me most of the things I know today, speed dial number 5 on my phone ...that I’ll never dial again. He was a great person and life will never be the same without him. I'm going to be honest...in the few months before he died I used to dread when he would come home for the weekend, because I knew he had a problem and I hated seeing him like that. Now I'd kill to be lying in my bed and hear "Hi Mom" in Matthews’s voice and hear my mom give him a big hug and kiss. Everyday people say it will get easier but the truth is...it gets harder, things like graduation, our vacation this weekend, and just dialing his number in my phone make me realize that I’ll never see him again. It’s hard and there are nights were I don’t get an hour of sleep because I can't stop thinking about it. For along time I've always said that I wanted to help people that I didn't know what it was that I was going to do but I was going to make a difference. Now after my brother’s death, I know what it is, I need to let people know that shit like that does happen to people like "us" and that seeing my brothers body in a casket wasn't a site ANYONE should EVER have to see. A lot of people have said to me, "Heather no one will listen, or that will not make a difference." But I don’t care, if it helps one person then I'm happy and Matthew would be too. I'm not saying this for you to feel bad for me because I don't want that, I want to help kids, because drugs is a huge problem, and honestly its something that becomes a battle that one cannot fight without professional help. Matthew had a problem, he knew it, I knew it, my parents knew it but didn't want to accept it, and so many times Matthew told me he quit pills and wouldn't do them again, but he couldn't and that wasn't his fault. His body was addicted and it was out of his control. He needed help, professional help, and unfortunately I found it for him too late, the day before he died. Drugs are something this world suffers from, but something that can be prevented. It's something no kid should lose their life too, or no family should lose a loved one too. All I ask is that you think about what you do, and first whether it’s worth it or not. Please if your reading this be smart and safe in whatever you do!! Live your life to the fullest, and never take anything for granted!
♥ RIP Matthew Aaron Trude: 2/21/85 - 3/9/06: My Brother, My Guardian Angel ♥
I miss you more than anything Matthew!
Drugs= DeathWe did it!!!
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