I’ve read that convo of the fight we had weeks back a couple of times.
Never fail to feel like a loser for losing a friend like that.
In any case, i’m sorry for all the hurtful things that i said. We left scars, but hopefully they heal. Hopefully.
Ive been a little missing-in-action lately, but no worries, things are going great now.
After a long night of watching the final season of Scrubs, i couldnt help but think about what the show ended with. “you’re the one to decide your future, regardless of all the uncertainty. You just gotta take shit into your own hands.” said JD as he walked out of Sacred Heart hospital for the very last time.
I’m standing just about year from that sort of situation, with A levels, army, and not to mention everyone else growing older and moving on as well. Whether or not things stay the same to form that picture in my head isn’t for me to say. However, i’m also dead certain that it doesn’t mean it won’t happen. Moving forward, i’ll treasure these moments, fix those ends still loose, maybe just before i never get the chance to again.
What will it take me to get there?
The answer was short, simple, and sweet.
A lot, he said.
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Things so undeserved: Can't believe it's over -
MFT playing non-stop in my head right now.
I’m just perfectly elated right now; all my bands did amazing jobs today, we really out-performed ourselves today. All the soul and passion came through and the audience clearly saw that.
Blue Rondo was EPIC. Doubt Rjazz will see a string item as good…
thank you God.
Thank you.
If i’d find solace in convincing myself that it wasn’t really real at all.
(Source: theuglybarnacle23)
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