Come lie next to me.
Don’t speak. I don’t need to know your name or where you came from. I don’t care about what you do for a living or the places you’ve been. I won’t ask how you got that scar on your shoulder or if you believe in soul mates. I’m not interested in hearing stories from your childhood or hearing all your secrets, and I certainly won’t tell you mine.
Just lay with me tonight. Let me fall asleep with your skin pressed into mine. I want to feel your heart beating and your breath on my shoulders and neck. Rock into me, let me close my eyes and fool myself into believing, if even just for tonight, that I am not alone.
I think I’m in love with my best friend. I’ve never met anyone who can stimulate so deeply. I’m able to have conversations with him that are unlike any other. He is one of the first people to really make me want to be better, every day. There’s something special about him that makes me get butterflies. I feel so open with him, and I don’t have to hid anything from him. I’m engaged in him.
He’s coming into town next weekend and he’ll be staying with me. I’m beyond anxious to see him and hang out with him. I feel bad about not driving to see him when I went on my vacation before school started. I really hope he’s going to be able to come up here.
It’s funny how people come into your life for one reason or another and you can’t always be clear as to why until some time has passed. My best friends have joked with me over the years about how him and I are meant for each other, or how we are going to end up marrying each other. Seems almost like a movie, but I could see us there. My relationship with him has started out very differently than with anyone I’ve found a romantic interest in.
We’ve been friends for 4 years and when I met him, he was not in his niche. We’ve both grown into amazing people seperately for that time and now we are running lives very parallel to each others. I can share my wildest thoughts and craziest dreams with him, without prejudice. And that is so refreshing. He knows things about me that I wouldn’t disclose to anyone. I feel safe telling him things.
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I move to Denton in two weeks. I’ve been living on the couch for the last week but seem to make it work with what I’ve got. I love my roommates. I moved in with my best friend and this other girl named Meaghan Reeves. Her dad was a former NFL player for the Chargers, Bears, Dolphins, and Cardinals. Pretty cool, eh?
I love the apartment though. I got the back bedroom which is best for me because it’s farthest away from the kitchen and living room. I never thought I would enjoy moving out to Denton but to be honest, it’s so empowering to know that in a matter of weeks, I’ll be moving out of my parents house. I’m ready to be out from underneath their thumb.
My mother in particular has made it a point to remind me of the reasons why I can’t move out.
I understand she’s looking out for my best interest, or so she says. It’s just so frustrating for me to be excited about this major turning point in my life while I have parents fighting against me.
The only person I’m truly concerned about is my little sister. I feel like I’m leaving her in such a crappy situation. I wish I could just take her with me but I know that’s not realistic. I love her so much and I don’t want her to feel like she can’t get a hold of me when she needs me. I keep telling her that since she’s 16 now that she needs to get her drivers license so she can drive out here and visit me! :)
As for now, I’m going to Fry Street to grab a beer and maybe see this cute new bartender I met last week. ;)
I love Secondhand Serenade because of Max. I remember times when we would hang and sing to this music at the top of our lungs and it was awesome. I miss him a lot. I feel like I would be totally different if he were here now. I feel like I’d come out of my shell a bit. He was always a part of my better life. So please let me be free, from you. Please, let me be free, I can’t face the truth. That song reminds me of him because I don’t want to belive what is true with his story. Idk, it makes me think what could have happened that night. We had a great summer together. I had some of the most honest conversations with him that I have never had. That sucks. Pandora radio commercials. Booo. Time for bed. Goodnight :)
My biggest regret ever is falling in love with my best friend. I know I’m not a lesbian and I would never consider having a relationship with any other girl, but my best friend changed that. I love her so much. I would do absolutely anything for her to show her that I love her, but I know she’ll never feel the same way. Our love can be compared to a sisterhood in her eyes, but in mine? I want to marry her.
Pretty and pink
there are time after the love is long and gone that i reminices on the time we had together. now that I’ve experienced it again, i’m glad it’s done. however, I feel that taking myself back to those moment of passion and tenderness. I am finally happy for the time that we had together, i just can’t help but to think what if.
We met again a few months ago and we spend our moments of tenderness. I coudln’t be happier about it. You and I are different people now, understandably. And no one is to judge that except you and I.
I’ve meddled my way around friends and foes. I’m just not happy with what i’ve found. That may be because I haven’t found something to keep my attention for more than a few weeks; with that being my own fault.
I miss you. or maybe not you, but instead something like you…
Following the May 12, 2008 earthquake in China, this terrified giant panda grabs the leg of a policeman. By Photo Tractatus.
Now I am single. I turn 21 years old in 4 days. I am going to TWU in the fall and I have a great new job.While this is a melancholy feeling for me, I feel invigorated and excited to see what the future brings.
I can’t say that I wasn’t happy time I was with John, because we had the best time together. Considering the relationship started on a one-night-stand-but-be-my-girlfriend whim, we made it work for a whole two months. And then there was that monkey wrench thrown in that he was moving to Austin forever in 11 days, but we made it work. I learned a lot from him. I learned it’s okay to get a little rowdy in bed and sometimes pain is a good thing, a very very good thing. I got to understand a person with greater loyalty to those he loves than I’ve met in my life. He taught me how to get a little country and be a little gangster. Although he had an interesting past, I didn’t judge him.
And honestly, that’s something I’ve had to come to terms with lately when thinking about dating. Going out and meeting different interests is great but you can’t be too picky about it. That gets you no where. You become too absorbed in what they don’t have rather than actually seeing the forrest for the trees. So-to-speak.
But I went on an awesome Guadalupe trip this past week with 5 of my friends :) Ashlee, Anthony, Chris, Taelor, and Kevin. It was freaking great. The first night we got to the cabin and Ashlee, Chris, and I went to the grocery store and got lost so it took 2 hours to get back! Then we played some pong on our picnic table outside the cabin and went to this bar called Daisy Dukes that was just up the road. There we met Travis and DDae. We talked about how we were visiting to float the river and Travis said he worked at a tube rental place and he could get our tubes for free! So we went back to their house and hung out and took many o’ shots o’ liquor. Then we went back home and passed out :)
The next day we woke up and got our tubes for free, just as promised. The water was FREEZING! We floated around the horseshoe and stopped in various locations to jump off rocks and out of trees. We took tons of pictures with our waterproof disposable cameras that Ashlee and I previously bought. She says all the pictures turned out really good :) So we came back to the cabin and had a party. Mikey Mo came from San Antonio to hang out with us for the night and we smoked a bunch. The people we met on the river came over too and we all played some pong and hung out. We passed out around 11:30-midnight just because we were all so sun wasted from the day.
The third day, we woke up and Christina and Mikey drove again to visit us and we went out to Canyon Lake and jumped off all these awesome rocks. It was a total blast. Then we went back and got ready and checked out of the cabin because we were all going to Austin to go up and down 6th street. Taelor went to San Marcos because she couldn’t come out to 6th street with us bc she wasn’t 21. So we went to 6th street and got wasted!! We went to 6 bars and Ashlee and I impulsively bought t shirts :D So we drove back to San Marcos at 2 in the morning. Anthony passed out in the lawn of the guys house we were crashing at for the night. It was rather hilarious.
All in all, it was a great trip. I’m glad I had such a wonderful time with great friends.
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