Skip to main content

Ties that Bind...

Don’t walk in front of me… I may not follow
Don’t walk behind me… I may not lead
Walk beside me… just be my friend


One of the things that makes my life more bearable is that I have amazing fuckin friends, made even clearer by the last two weeks, the current wave of positivity I'm feeling was made possible by my best friend in the world, and I do mean that, it's epic this friendship has endured and even in our darkest hours it has endured, that means something, that means a lot. The fact that we have had amazing adventures together and done things in a matter of days most people hardly do in a lifetime, will always be things to treasure, but more than that his company, his jokes, looking over my shoulder at my best friend and constantly cracking wise will be missed for a while, but hopefully not for too long, it's time to make plans for a brighter future, I have options, more than I thought I did before, time to make use of some of them.... I would have the happy times, than dwell on anything else... These experiences and adventures keep me going.... I would rather be the happy go lucky guy I am around him exploring new things and having adventures than dwell on any darkness.... The fact he brings that out in me is an amazing thing and a miracle I am grateful for on a day like today.

Current Mood: Numb, I miss him already...

Friendship ... is born at the moment when one man says to another "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . .

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Cowabunga.

Back to the job search i go... not really anything to do right now but play turtles smash up and watch tv so i decided to wander downtown and look for a job. I am feeling really good at the moment and trying to ride this positive feeling as long as it lasts and not let anything get me down. Current Mood: Positive. Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after another.
Post a Comment
Read more

Fall Of Cybertron III: Where’s Poochie.

It is very easy for me to fade away and just get bored of other people and politics when games are played. I’m not even fucking blinking when someone else who I’ve done things for, constantly for months with no rewards suddenly forgets I exist. That’s real easy for me to fucking deal with. Con politics, games, asshole people that don’t pay there Fuckin promises from day one? Don’t call my number.  I stepped away from this shit once on my own. I have no fucking problem doing it again. I feel used and betrayed, but for me it was a Tuesday. I suspect jealousy and politics but I also know when to stick a fork in something when it’s done. I’ve got no interest being around anyone that doesn’t want me involved in there little cliques. I mean this thing was fun but from day one it was political. I don’t need stress and drama in my life. I can hang up my Wizard robe and move the fuck on. I did a great job of it on my own anyways. I don’t look amateur hour like the rest of them. And I no longer
Post a Comment
Read more

Fuel Injected Suicide Machine.

Pissing me off is never a good fucking option. I have a life and I don’t need to make fucking sacrifices for anyone if I choose not to.  I’m getting real fed up with simply being expected to do and arrange things so someone else can have a fucking escape. This is starting to become a fucking pattern in my life. Some I choose to do for, but others, when I’m starting to notice a fucking pattern? I’m gone. I will always be gone.  The fact I have yet to step foot in England when I have a secondary place to stay should speak volumes in terms of this freindship and how it’s no longer even.  I’m sick of things only being halfway when I’m trying with certain fucking people and I can bail and close ranks and not give a flying fuck about anyone anymore when I’m not being treated with respect esp. given to mine and my brothers financial situation. I don’t mind making sacrifices but I’m still going to make sure that my main fucking priorities are taken care of.  I’m not going to pretend to keep th
Post a Comment
Read more