Boys...

Oct 09, 2006 19:06

Sigh...things are....difficult. As hard as I try I'm still constantly wondering about my life....and if at some point i will ever be happy. I think maybe...sometimes...that when i move off, when my life finally makes a huge leap then i can start over with being happy. People are so lucky...they dont even know. I think about my father every day. Its ( Read more... )

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softballgirl315 October 10 2006, 07:29:29 UTC
Im really sorry to hear about your father. I just lost my grandmother who meant everything to me. I grew up with her and ended up taking care of her until it was her time. It was difficult for me to let go and accept the face that she is gone but I am trying to slowly. The only thing that keeps me strong in situations like these, is to be thankful that they are not suffering and to believe that they are looking down and watching over you. I try to base everything I do throughout the day for her. For instance, do something good for someone else. It can be as small as complementing an outcast at school, or even volunteering. I know it would have made her happy and proud of me, and just thinking about that makes me happy. I hope this helps you out a little bit ( ... )

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Devotion and Desire kiyuu_kast October 11 2006, 00:39:30 UTC
I'm trying to create something that's not there.
A spark I saw as a bomb,
Is just a means to an end.
And I was just so happy to be out of my shell again,
Don't think that I really cared for who or what,
So for now I'll just have to keep it shut.

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