we were seventeen when you were taken from me... i miss you more each year. i wonder about you... what you are doing, where you are, if you are at peace. i often wonder if you ever watch me, and know that the smile on my face is because i was thinking of you. your photo is always with me, it stays in the frame you gave me. it will never leave my hands... i promise. one day we will be together again, and we'll lay on my front lawn and laugh at the stars, & everything will be perfect.

always & forever;

bean..

how unbelievably..

uninspiring.

I'm learning not to sweat the small stuff. This last year has been about finding strength within myself- not looking to others for it.

MIP

he said...

Fall down seven times...

Stand up eight.

Hopefully you've learnt your lesson.

Face life as you find it-- defiantly and un-afraid. Waste no energy yearning for the moon. Crush out all sentiment.

It's sad when someone you know, becomes someone you knew.