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BROWNSHOES
today today tonight
updating ipod Dallas, Bob Dylan laying in the sun sleeping in -- not too late ty's gone off to work :( last * in class Peter marvin tomorrow 11am belli-e-m-ont shower shower feet tattoo money money money sears? missing rez late nights sleeping where ever walks with heed or all alone this week and then next camping randomly smoking, fire, gum saving money Ty's new car i cant wait to sleep
i miss ....
[ Current mood: emo like scremo ]
i miss ...
the way it use to be
i miss ...
breaking things
pretending
painting
and colouring
swimming at midnite
and our matching jeans
getting in trouble
and yes yes day
counting crayons
staying out "late"
the hockey games
and thinking we knew everything /
about falling in love
i miss ...
laughing with you
talking with you
and crying with you
going for walks with you
and sitting on swings with you
i miss ...
the yelling
the blood
the tears
the heart breaks
the screaming
the accidents
the hugging
and the makeup
i miss...
calling you
wanting you
seeing you
having you
i miss hearing your voice
and falling asleep with you /
on your couch
in my bed
in your bed
on the basement floor
holding hands
or watching TV
i miss your arm around me
i miss ...
talking about nothing
talking about everything
and pouring our hearts out
then getting ice cream
laughing at all our mistakes
and fighting for you
i miss the jokes
the fake laughter
the notes
and parting from eachother
i miss ...
fridays
the train
the cigarettes
the drugs
the drinking
the boys
the movies
the car rides
the hair dye
i miss ...
the whispers
the cemetery
your smile
the sunshine
the black coats
the secrets
our secrets
the cold
i miss ...
the pond
the walkway
the chalk
the markers
the beaver and the fishies
the tapeworm
the fat kid
and his friend
the kraft dinner
the birthdays
the flowers
and i miss mattie
and rosie
and jordy
and lexxi
and alison
and that boy that broke my heart
i miss ...
the lights
the cowboy boots
the guitars
the snow
the homework
the countdown
i miss ...
the bench
the curb
the grass
the rocks
the fire
the songs
the fights
the beach
the dancing
the rough sand
i miss ...
the content ness
the nose to nose smiles
the kisses
the way we were
what we had
being together
when that was all we needed
i miss you
love kellie
Rosie, Posie, Pudding and Pie ... how i love thee with all my .. eye
Missus Rosalie St. Jean.
(My baby of course.)
You are the strong one,
the beautiful one,
the courageous one,
and even though your Daddy says
"I thought you would have learned from my mistakes."
and
"I thought I taught you that we are not invincible."
You are still somehow the invincible one.
You are magical,
you are unbelievable,
you are Rosalie St. Jean.
(incase you have forgotten).
You are still beautiful,
and you are still strong.
You are a stubborn little biz-natch and you will show us who is boss.
And like always,
you won't listen to what others say,
because you are a fighter and you always get what you want.
You will get through this.
You are not alone, were all here.
We have been through so much, together (math exams included)
and done some crazy shit.
And ... well if my "corrections are correct"
we have snuck out, and stayed up all night,
weve done things we thought no one knew we were doing.
We have learned to laugh at ourselves, whether it be a good thing or not,
weve spent all day in bed, and listened to the same song over and over again
and most importantly
we have loved, and hated boys together.
Of course this is no where NEAR all of our adventures,
and the end is no where near.
Dont give up.
Happy birthday baby.
I love you!
Love: Allllllways and forever ::
Kellie McKendrick:: <3 x0x0
