Just found out that my dad has bronchitis, and sciatica… ah… I told him to stop smoking.
It’s cold today, and my uncle is talking to himself once again… The New Year is coming soon, for some reason, this year felt a lot more different than all the others, I wonder what it must have been. Since I’m probably not coming back onto this for a while here is my New Years Resolution: +Try to stay in touch with friends. +Do not lie. +Get a job. +Do not yell. +Try to maintain...
**LOLS. When are you gonna come over and spend the night D: ** I don’t know when I can spend the night. ): Parentals have been enjoying the fact that I’ve been at home all day. Say the world is ending, say our sun finally goes supernova. You can choose up to ten people to save and take with you to what will be the new Earth. They can be anyone friends, family, or whoever you...
Are you close to losing a friendship? To be honest, I think I am. Though I really hope it would not be, I think I am close to losing a friendship, not just one but many. I have been trying to think of ways to conjure up a plan to save all of them at the same time. Sadly, I’ve been failing every single one of them.
** if i said you meant the world to me and i wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. what would you say?** Well, to be honest. I’d have to know exactly who you may be. And with my knowledge I’m pretty sure Kyle asked me this question so to you my darling Kyle: I love you with such a passion, a passion that only you and I could share, you mean the world to me also, and I too...
Ask anything really, I will answer it. http://www.formspring.me/chelsaurus
I want to go back, To the warmth and the love. A place where safety lies, A place where light shines. A place where I can call “home”. -Chelsea R. C. I finally finished a few Christmas presents. I messed up on two, so now I must redo them all over again. There goes half a month of my life.
Chelsea: Hello.Why don't you pick up my calls? I'm getting really sad.
Kyle: Chelsea, i love you and that's why i must leave you. i'm sorry it hurts everytime you call because i know i can't pick up. please stop calling please for both our sakes. i love you. call me in about 8 years if you still love me and you find me a better person we can be together but not right now. i'm a mess and you have your own life to worry about me you don't need me making it worse. i love you. please stop calling. i love you.
I’ve been writing in my notebook for quite a while. Personal thoughts that could be read by anyone. I don’t really have much to hide. “If I’m missing, would you miss me? If I’m gone, would you move on? Would you post signs on street poles? Would you search straight through til’ dawn? And if the sun rose up would you search all through the day? And would...
Life is spiraling downwards as we speak words of happiness and hope. Revive. Loss of a supposed “lover” that was thought that never really truly loved. Rebound. No one completely understands one person. Retell. Missed events and feelings. Replay. Misunderstood communication. Reread. Complicated lives reaching for a simpler time. Relive.