Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Story of my life.

"Afraid of being late, my stomach starts to flutter.
A picture on your mind, her beauty like no other.
You waited for this months on end
Innocence comes brown eyes
Thinking of her, your heart is racing

Nervous like the first time you saw her.
The last 5 minutes feel like an hour.
She's in your arms, smell the perfume.
Kiss her, she went through it too."
-Nathan Alan

Alright so. Life is moving fast. Too fast maybe? I've been back from Washington for two weeks as of tomorrow. I've got this hella amazing new bofo, who makes me so incredibly happy. I have no job, but have been painting for mom's boyfriend. No car, but I've been using mom's. No belongings, no clothes, no college plans.

Fucking college. My options fucking blow. I can either break dad's or Nathan's heart. I really want to go to University of Washington, I always have. I also really want to stay here, to stay with Nathan and to be here for my sister through her pregnancy and delivery. I see something in the future with Nathan, like really really do. Though I am loving it, this relationship came along at a pretty horrendous time. I almost wish I had put this off a while, you know that whole ignore your feelings thing like we have done since forever through high school. Because I do not want my going away to college to ruin what we have. I almost feel like we should have left it untouched until after college so that it could be as beautiful as it is and uninterrupted by stupid shit like school. He makes me so damn happy. We're so ridiculously comfortable together, and we always laugh, and it's just amazing when we're together. Plus he's so good with my family. That is so incredibly important to me.

Family! That shit sucks too. Amanda, like always, can't pay her bills and is taking mom for everything she's got. It's such a shitty situation. Mom is a mess so she's never any fucking fun anymore. And Amanda, of course, being a preggo, acts like a whore half the time. Not literally, but just a grumpy fuck.

If I lived on an island with music, sudoku, and books, I would be so gravy.
But fuck that noise, I'm facing this mess like a pro, like usual.

1 comment:

  1. =] my poem

    kt baby your some kind of amazing.

    and I feel like there is a future with you, really strong about that feeling.

    I only ever want to leave a smile on your face and be here for you each step of the way through the rough stuff that comes to your mind from time to time.

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