Saturday, December 1, 2018

so here i am in the rain...

So here I am, standing in the rain. Waiting for my best friend Sam to leave his building, he said 2 minutes. It's already been fifthteen minutes. Finally he comes out with his bomber jacket and Timbs, just like every other teenager today. We walk to our favorite pizza spot up on Northern, Extra cheese, best pizza in New York. Just another night waiting for something good to come along so we won’t be bored the whole night. Anything good?

Nope I can’t figure it what I want to do so I call my friend who’s home alone bored. I asked to come over and chill but of course I had other plans. She decline SHIT! Now plan B
Time to grab some wine and chips. A glass for one of course since I was rejected. I put on the saddest movie I known of and grabbed my tissue box. I already know what was coming. I would drink my sweet wine and cry because of the movie.
I have always been so emotional; I live in my emotions. As a cancer sign I couldn’t expect anything less. That is just who I am, and I feel like this is my main weapon for survival. Many try to act like they have no emotions, like they could care less on what is going on. Not me, I will make my emotions be known just to show how that can change the world, or at least one person’s world. I’ll do my best to make a difference. Now that the worst is behind me, I can focus on the future I’ve always wanted for myself but was never brave enough to chase, clown school here I come
I hope it will be the best first day. I know how that goes, the new kid in town. I’m just waiting to get bullied again. To have my stuff “misplaced”, soda “accidentally” spilled on my desk, my hair pulled, my shoulder bumped into, my stomach punched, my shin kicked. I’ll be waiting for the abuse.
It coming. It always is. I cant run away..even if I want to.  They will find me. I know they will. Its not that I tried before or that they threatened to find me. “Baby, what do I do? They’re gonna come for me. And if they come for me, they come for us. And I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”
“What’s bad?”
“Bad is when…oh …it’s when I start crying because I can’t bear to see love tear us apart, though I can’t stand the idea of INXS playing at our wedding either playin Love will NEVER do so.
Love sucks life sucks potatoes suck. Except for the Mayans. Im like letting everything out rn im so sorry. CONTRARY TO OPINION THE RAIMI TRILOGY IS THE BEST.

I thought that we would have this extravagant wedding where all of our friends would shower us with love and gifts and here we are the three people and the priest . the wedding took place at Yellowstone park. It was a ni9ce sunny day. The geuysers were coming drunk I was so mad, how can you come so drunk to my own wedding. Damn it, he’s gon na whine all day about this and that. That’s what losers who drink wine do all day, whine about their lives. I wonder if its red or white wine. I cup of wine a day keeps the doctor away they say, so what happens if the doctor drinks whine who is he keeping away? And If he gets alcohol poisoning from drinking to much wine who will saving him because he is drinking the wine to them away, life is a misconception.

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