I Wish Things Were Different - Blog Posts
My parent's place has a garage that's detached from the house. When we were younger, my brother and I would sometimes climb on to the roof of the garage. Our parents were angry and made us stop when they found out, and sure it was dangerous, but I wish we could do that again. I miss the days where we were kids and did crazy things. Where it felt like we could do anything and had the whole world in our sight. I miss the view of my neighborhood from on top of the garage, a galaxy unexplored and mysterious to me.
Our property was my entire world, and I lived there fully. I would roll in the grass and flick the slugs off of me in the spring. I would run through the grass at sunset chasing fireflies in the summer. We would sled down the side yard in the winter. And jump inside piles of leaves in the fall.
I wish I would have appreciated those days more, when I still had them.
How I wish we didn’t part ways. You remain completely intact in my memories and sometimes I wish I could forget you, because it is impossible to think of you without feeling all the pain that came along with the love I once felt for you, and perhaps still do. All it took was one night, a mere six hours and I knew I’d never be the same again but I lost you as soon as I found you. It’s like feeling beautiful and complete one moment and then completely broken and lost the next. How I wish we didn’t part ways because now every time I think of you, I cry without feeling sad, I wince in a pain I do not feel and there is this emptiness in me and I feel so numb, engulfed in the darkness. Your name on my lips feels wrong, your messages don't make me smile like they used to before, your gifts seem like they were sent to me by mistake and everything keeps trying to undo itself while still being a part of me. Like they want to be set free, as though we don’t belong together anymore. Now, it feels like I have to let go even when I don’t completely want to. I fell in love and there wasn't an alternative, you walked away and I didn’t have a say, now all that’s left with me wants to quit and I won’t be holding them back either...
© Raina Rose.
Nah sorry but he's dead.
They aimed for the head and we hear the gun go off. I'd say the reason fez didn't scream or cry is because he was in shock and also like out of it because he was loosing blood.
ashtray can’t be dead. police would aim for arm or other part of the body not head coz that could count as murder. even if he did kill police officers they should aim to put him on trial. also, when it happens fez jusr looks away i would imagine he would scream etc