i HATE goodbyes. i dont know why they were even invented! To me the hardest part of any friendship is when it's time to say goodbye. As much as we might like things to stay the same, change is an inevitable part of life. I have a love/hate relationship with change, more so HATE. With goodbyes there is a chance you may never seen that person again & that is rather depressing.... After a while you learn the difference between holding a hand & falling in love. You begin to learn that kisses don't always mean something, promises can be broken as quickly as they are made & goodbyes really are forever!!
GOODBYES SUCK MAJOR BUTT!!!
Monday, December 27, 2010
Goodbyes..
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Monday, December 13, 2010
Did You Feel Proud ?
Did you feel proud as you walked away?
Left Me standing with everything you didn't say.
You broke it all, every last part.
Now deep inside lies my broken heart.
When you left you took my pride,
Taking my happiness with every stride.
I promised myself I wouldn't cry,
But just like us, that promise died.
Chorus:
I'm not pretty, I'm not thin,
I'm not confident & I never win.
Why would you want to be with someone like me?
Now all I want is to be set free.
Years have passed since that day,
With you on my mind always.
I can't think about you without shame,
I know why you left, I am to blame.
Chorus:
I'm not pretty, I'm not thin,
I'm not confident & I never win.
Why would you want to be with someone like me?
Now all I want is to be set free.
Free from this life & this heavy ache.
Free from the heart that you just had to break,
Before i'm gone, there's just one thing I want you to know.
I loved you with all my heart, but you made me go.
Chorus:
I'm not pretty, I'm not thin,
I'm not confident & I never win.
Why would you want to be with someone like me?
Now all i need is to be set free.
Written: February 14th, 2010 (S.A.D. single awareness day! haha)
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Friday, December 3, 2010
New Friends....
So, over the past month or longer, we (my family) have sort of adopted the Spanish speaking missionaries in Hurricane (They live right around the corner from us)There are 3 of them at the moment, Elder Davis from Washington, Elder Perez from Florida & Elder Carter from California (who is waiting on his visa to go to Mexico). The funny thing about Elder Davis is that he is from a town in Washington that a relative of mine Turk DeMille is from. Elder Davis knows & loves Turk like a grandpa. We've had them over for dinner 2 times now, but tonight they brought 2 english speaking missionaries from the west stake Elder Springer & Elder Pressgrove. It was a blast. I have never laughed so hard in my life.
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