Македонија на Македонците!
Finding my way in life.
Don't Always Follow Back.
its really pathetic to watch you. groveling around the house. asking me for money. ‘oh i promise i’ll pay you back’ but thats what you always say. its sad. to see you sneaking into our rooms and looking for loose change. i understand. you have to feed it. your addiction. but not coming from me. i have no money. i have nothing. not a father. not a friend in you. you give me nothing, and i give you that nothing in return. no respect, no love. learn to live with it. because until i get something, neither will you.
“oh hey there, so id just like to say that im very proud of you. i think you’ve done alot of good things for yourself and im happy for the way your life is turning out. you seem happy and im genuinely excited for your life to take off and it was amazingful being your friend. this is sooo weird lol and i feel like a lurker but i just thought i’d say all that while i get the chance. i know this is totally lame being on facebook or whatnot but since i never see you this is the best time/place. love you lots = ] and i hope your life turns out to be everything you hope for ♥”
^^^^ just posted that on one of my old best friends wall and then i started crying. i havent been friends with her since freshman year and now all of a sudden it hits me that im probably never going to see her again. we just drifted apart and got into different crowds. it makes me sad to think how fast life is going by and im scared as to whats going to happen.
I whisper and you close your eyes. I speak and you turn away. If I scream, will you finally hear me beg you to hold me close to you, promise you’ll never let go? Do my tears upset you? Can you see them fall on fallow ground—the soil of your heart? Fear is a better friend than you, who feels nothing, beneath the weight of my pain.