There's this guy He's one of those people that seems to not only put a toe over the line but jump completely over it. He also had a wonderful nack for well, pissing me off. :D Which I've never found in another person.. it was amazing. We would spend a week debating one thing. Eventually it would die down and we would be fine again for maybe two days. His ass should have been invincible he was like superman to me. Nothing less no where near human enough to die! It was just his personality. No matter how much he pretended to hate. there was nothing but love. There will never be better.. or worse.. :) He was the ultimate good-guy asshole and we all loved him.
He died June 4th.. this past wed. Fighting in Irag. it was his second tour.. he was only 20. There will never be another JD..
see it's just now hitting me how real his death is. It's not something i can escape.. I heard it but it didn't idk feel real. not untill I read it in the paper this morning... it was his picture.. his goofyass face in front of that flag. dieing doing what he did best. fighting. god do i miss him though. I miss that there will not be another day another fight another makeup.. god and i'll miss the jackass jokes.
Three others died that day...
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Friday, April 4, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
Always better when we're together!!!
to bad there's no one to be together with.
ah ignore my rantings ay? pino on an empty stomach and a childrens movie make me lonely.
I wish I could express myself to everyone. Instead of a simple hello handing out an essay on the true heather. Oh the inner workings of well me. To bad no one would actually take the time to read it huh? No one really wants to know who the other person is. All they truly care about is themselves. Who they are how they are where they are what they're doing and what they will be doing how they're feeling. Well you know what sometimes i care about those things too but i also think them about the person next to me. Sure everyone always worries about themselves so why is it so hard to take a moment and worry about someone else? ahhh
read the lyrics to overkill.. yup
to bad there's no one to be together with.
ah ignore my rantings ay? pino on an empty stomach and a childrens movie make me lonely.
I wish I could express myself to everyone. Instead of a simple hello handing out an essay on the true heather. Oh the inner workings of well me. To bad no one would actually take the time to read it huh? No one really wants to know who the other person is. All they truly care about is themselves. Who they are how they are where they are what they're doing and what they will be doing how they're feeling. Well you know what sometimes i care about those things too but i also think them about the person next to me. Sure everyone always worries about themselves so why is it so hard to take a moment and worry about someone else? ahhh
read the lyrics to overkill.. yup
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Saturday, February 2, 2008
By Hugh
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Starlight
*For Heather*
Starlight, that white candlelight,
Somewhere, they gave up the fight.
Trees in the wind, flash with that bright morning light.
And you know what they tell you,
Is lost in that wind,
Singing at the clouds in that warm midday light.
Starlight, that peculiar night time light.
Dusk, pink-orange clouds, warm evening light.
White clouds reach up and tower,
Cathedrals that set sail to dream,
Empires of sound, bright white in that clear afternoon light.
Crystal hopes in my dawn sky,
Stretching to touch my horizons.
A leaf falls to catch that dream,
The sky above:
Blue canvas, and clouds coloured cream.
Starlight
*For Heather*
Starlight, that white candlelight,
Somewhere, they gave up the fight.
Trees in the wind, flash with that bright morning light.
And you know what they tell you,
Is lost in that wind,
Singing at the clouds in that warm midday light.
Starlight, that peculiar night time light.
Dusk, pink-orange clouds, warm evening light.
White clouds reach up and tower,
Cathedrals that set sail to dream,
Empires of sound, bright white in that clear afternoon light.
Crystal hopes in my dawn sky,
Stretching to touch my horizons.
A leaf falls to catch that dream,
The sky above:
Blue canvas, and clouds coloured cream.
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Sometimes you get lost and forgotten in the world... it only takes one thought to bring you back. Why is it so easy to get lost? Oh I miss everyone horribly of course but how in the world am I supposed to keep everything together when I am not even together?
btw got the new tattoo.. :D i'll post a new picture up soon..
I miss you all!!
btw got the new tattoo.. :D i'll post a new picture up soon..
I miss you all!!
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Friday, November 9, 2007
There's a thing I'm missing.. There's no way to get it closer. There's no way to make time move faster. gah If only i weren't so alone.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
For Wes.
To my aunt from her husband. For their wedding.
Through the survival of childhood
Some blessings - some bad
the struggle for dreams
that both of us had.
Through distance and time
and closing of space
God brought us together
now here at this place.
A meeting of sole-mates
our union now one
so many years past
our life's just begun.
For all that you've been through
for whom you've become
I love you completely
for you are the one.
Now angels are smiling
their mission is done
God brought us together
two spirits now one.
Wesley Fallwell
December 1, 1956 - October 30 2007
Sleep well dear Wes. We all miss you.
Through the survival of childhood
Some blessings - some bad
the struggle for dreams
that both of us had.
Through distance and time
and closing of space
God brought us together
now here at this place.
A meeting of sole-mates
our union now one
so many years past
our life's just begun.
For all that you've been through
for whom you've become
I love you completely
for you are the one.
Now angels are smiling
their mission is done
God brought us together
two spirits now one.
Wesley Fallwell
December 1, 1956 - October 30 2007
Sleep well dear Wes. We all miss you.
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