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the flashing lights, the energy, the sweat pouring down my face, the crowd - the missing piece. ::: posted by Eddie at 7:08 PM my fathers words were subdued by the passing refreshment of natural nourishment that was captured by my gaze. the dim color of falls red still stained the trees, the crops grew as the wind blew them in a delicate wave, and with this, this breif moment, i flet free and waiting to embrace the rest of the world. i thought of my family then as well. i miss them. it doest feel right sometimes, being here. ::: posted by Eddie at 4:44 PM it was all laughable now its over we are back in this ::: posted by Eddie at 10:12 PM that was your fucking problem, you RELIED one me. this projecrt was all about you. i had very VERY little control of my own creation. no creative control at all. and how many fucking times did you even ATTEMPT to make arrangements to come over and work WITH me? nad even after that, you go and blame every other one of your fucking problems on ME. have i once ever flaunted any of my abilities to you? have i ever told you you were less than me? was i the cause of all your petty girl troubles? not that i can see. yet you sit here and you tell whitney that i am your lifes burden. fuck that. and if you are going to let one fucking small thing like this ruin 12 years of friendship, then it must not have been worth anything to you. animating was something ive always wanted to do, b ut all i was was your bitch. and at the very start of this "project" i TOLD you not to make this your school work, because look what you wanted to do, CUT OUT HALF OF THE CARTOON, let things slide, not be as good as it could have been. and sure, i wanted to get that chance for the animation online, but i wouild rather have a cartoon that looks good, that we made because it was somwthing we just wanted to do. and you still wont admit you had faults ::: posted by Eddie at 8:25 PM its sad really, that i ponder about never attempting to repare the bridge. its sad that you would put me as the icon of all your lifes burden. its sad that something so small, would create such a casm in the earth. you, honestly, are sad. ::: posted by Eddie at 3:43 PM as he walks away with his final phrase, i laugh at his pathetic try to add the drama to the whole situation. i hate it, he knows it, and i wont stand for yet another attempt to talk about my schooling. im sick of being reminded on how i need to do this, do that, do everything, because what i did before was shit, was nothing, was what got me here. and what he cant get through his fucking head, is that i dont want to hear it, i hate talking about it, and i never want to sit through any of his bullshit again. im sick, im tired, im through. done, and on a walk. ::: posted by Eddie at 11:33 PM the sliver grew over time, turning into a gaping canyon, and steadily growing wider. but now, we all rejoyce at the reunion. the balance is gone, but in this night, we will be kings. we will be together. ::: posted by Eddie at 12:48 AM |
