the days go by so fast lately, i just take one step after another and just hope that i'm headed the right way. i am directionally challenged. its not a bad thing, not really, sometimes i remember to stop and smell the flowers so to speak and its such an amazing feeling.
something happened recently and i found myself questioning the concept of friendship. all my life its been pretty clear to my what friendship is suppose to be. i don't force my friendship on people, feel free to ignore me if you so like, i'm not an easy person to get along with so i've never expected to be popular. i don't want to be anyway. my trip in life so far i can say, i have 5 very important people that i really cherished besides my family, i'd die for them just as i'd die for my family. in fact they are like family too, i've adopted them. but that's just me, i don't know, well, not really know what i mean to them but i hope its something call friendship and love.
but i have other friends as well and i care for them too. and it does hurt when that friendship is taken lightly. being betrayed by someone you consider a friend hurts like hell. friendship. love. i might be guilty of being to rigid in my views on it and i make no apologies because that is how i plan to live my life.
now i find myself asking what i would do for sake of friendship, because of friendship. when another friend stabs the other am i just gonna sit here and watched the bloody episode? should i just stay out of it? who should i comfort? who shall i betray? will you hate me?
BUT WHY? why did you do it.
you won't say and i can't ask.
while i call myself your friend am i not allowed these feelings?
i'm sorry, i don't know what to do. i can't pretend and i won't forget.
its good that the days fly by and i haven't time to sink into this mess properly. i can say with authority now that ignorance is blissful and yet ... we enter the concept of forgiveness. this another black mark on my report card. GOD forgives, but i'm not God am i? i'm so far far away from it.
CHIVAS neat, on the rock.
Blue Indigo - Llorca.
the only thing that keeps me sane. oh and of course mr. jon sang. thanks honey for still loving your OCD, bad tempered, alcoholic pill popping druggie girlfriend.
something happened recently and i found myself questioning the concept of friendship. all my life its been pretty clear to my what friendship is suppose to be. i don't force my friendship on people, feel free to ignore me if you so like, i'm not an easy person to get along with so i've never expected to be popular. i don't want to be anyway. my trip in life so far i can say, i have 5 very important people that i really cherished besides my family, i'd die for them just as i'd die for my family. in fact they are like family too, i've adopted them. but that's just me, i don't know, well, not really know what i mean to them but i hope its something call friendship and love.
but i have other friends as well and i care for them too. and it does hurt when that friendship is taken lightly. being betrayed by someone you consider a friend hurts like hell. friendship. love. i might be guilty of being to rigid in my views on it and i make no apologies because that is how i plan to live my life.
now i find myself asking what i would do for sake of friendship, because of friendship. when another friend stabs the other am i just gonna sit here and watched the bloody episode? should i just stay out of it? who should i comfort? who shall i betray? will you hate me?
BUT WHY? why did you do it.
you won't say and i can't ask.
while i call myself your friend am i not allowed these feelings?
i'm sorry, i don't know what to do. i can't pretend and i won't forget.
its good that the days fly by and i haven't time to sink into this mess properly. i can say with authority now that ignorance is blissful and yet ... we enter the concept of forgiveness. this another black mark on my report card. GOD forgives, but i'm not God am i? i'm so far far away from it.
CHIVAS neat, on the rock.
Blue Indigo - Llorca.
the only thing that keeps me sane. oh and of course mr. jon sang. thanks honey for still loving your OCD, bad tempered, alcoholic pill popping druggie girlfriend.
