Wednesday 18 April 2007

7 Things...

I was going to post this as a bulletin on MySpace, but I don't want loads of people who I don't give a fuck about reading this, and trying to work out who it is for and knowing my damn business. I know the important people will see that I've written something and will take about five minutes from their busy lives and will know which bit is for them

BODY:
Write 7 things to 7 different people. Keep it anonymous and be honest.

1. You are my best friend in the world. Ever. I know sometimes we clash, and I know sometimes we don't speak for what (to me anyway) feels like forever. And I know when we finally get all this shit out of the way and get ourselves sorted, that you are the only person who will have problems with what I do or say. And too fucking right. Because you are the one and only person whose opinion I really give a fuck about. You are my soul mate and I fucking love you. Now get your shit sorted so we can get the fuck out of here

2.You would be my best friend in the world ever. But you're too damn far away. And now it looks like it's going to be even longer until we are finally raising hell again together, and I don't blame you. It's been a tough time for the both of us, and we haven't been there for each other as much as we should have. And neither of us are to blame more than the other, because we're both too laid back for our own good. And I'm sorry if I give you shit all the time, when you're upset and miserable, but you really need to just snap out of it. I care too damn much about you to see you fuck another year up, so sort yourself out. Because I love you, and I don't want it to be yet ANOTHER year before we're back up to our old tricks again - and come and see me this summer damnit!!! It could be a while until we're together again

3. You are the biggest cunt ever. And I love you for it. And I can't wait until we get all our stuff sorted and can jam together properly, because it's going to get messy. Yes yes. But I'm really worried about you. The other day when we were out, you were so fucked, and I'm hoping this isn't a regular occurrence, because I hate to say it, you're starting to remind me of me when I was fucked up, and doing shit like that because I needed help. Just doing stupid stuff, for either attention, or for an escape. And I'm sorry but it's fucking stupid. I don't mind you doing this shit, but you really need to tone it down, it really isn't doing you any good, and I'm worried that one of us lot isn't going to be there and some bad shit is going to happen to you. Because trust me, talking from experience, there are dickheads out there who are going to take advantage of a girl in that state, and it's fucked up. You could end up in hospital, or even fucking worse. And I just don't even want to think about that. I hate to sound like an old nag, but I really do worry about you. Cunt!!

4. I haven't known you that long bitch, but from the time we spent together, I already feel like I know you so well. You're like the little sister I always dreamed I had (I know I've got one but she hates me). I know you've been through shit, - and I'm going to say it again, but I can see so much of myself in you it's fucking unreal. I just want you to know that I'm fucking there for you, and you can ring me anytime, anywhere, even if it's just for something stupid like to say hi or vent or whatever. Because we're going to fuck shit up. You're one of those people who you meet, and you instantly just get along with, and the stuff we write together I know is going to be fucking sick because we just think the same, which is why I trust my work in your sleazy little hands. Let's get fucking messy

5. I'm sorry. Sorry for having to leave you behind with all this shit. I want to be there for these important years. Because these years will be important and determine most of the years to come. But this is something I have to do for myself, because I'm at a point in my life where I just don't know what I want to do or where I'm going, and I hope that you understand that. You're probably the least likely to read this, simply because I know you hate reading ha ha. But let me tell you this, I will always be at the other end of a phoneline if you need me. And if you want when the summer comes you can even fly out for a bit, and we'll jam together, or go surfing and shit. I hate leaving you behind, in fact you are the only person I will really miss, because you are absolutely wicked. It's been a tough year for both of us, and I know shit isn't that great right now. But you have to look after the others for me, because I don't even know what is going to happen this summer, if things go well I'm not going to be around much, I'll probably be travelling a hell of a lot. Maybe you can come with me ha ha

6. (This is for a group of people, but it's not cheating!!!) You are the best people in the world, that I could have possibly ever met. You make me laugh on a daily basis, whenever I'm down one of you always manages to pick me right up. Whether it's KK and his amazing chats. Or Papa Bear and his awesome hugs and random (often pornographic - which is GREAT!!!) drawings. Or Old Man Fewery and his grumpy rants or our talks about TV soaps. Or DW and his spastic dancing and superhero fixation. I could go on forever. Because you all mean so much to me, and I hate the fact that I'm leaving you behind, because you really have made this year bearable, and sometimes enjoyable ha ha. I'll send you a postcard maybe

7. Last and definately not least. In fact probably the most

You know who you are. And I'm going to spare all the mushy talk, because you know how I feel about you. I'm just going to post this and hope that you understand how I feel:

Shed a tear 'cause I'm missing you
I'm still alright to smile
I think about you every day now
Was a time when I wasn't sure
But you set my mind at ease
There is no doubt you're in my heart now
Said woman take it slow
It'll work itself out fine
All we need is just a little patience
Said sugar make it slow
And we'll come together fine
All we need is just a little patience
Sit here on the stairs
'Cause I'd rather be alone
If I can't have you right now,
I'll wait dear
Sometimes, I get so tense
But I can't speed up the time
But you know, love, there's one more thing to consider
Said woman take it slow
Things will be just fine
You and I'll just use a little patience
Said sugar take the time
'Cause the lights are shining bright
You and I've got what it takes to make it
We won't fake it,
Oh never break it'
Cause I can't take it...
Need a little patience
I've been walking these streets at night
Just trying to get it right (Need some patience, yeah)
It's hard to see with so many around
You know I don't like being stuck in a crowd (Could use some patience, yeah)
And the streets don't change but maybe the name
I ain't got time for the game
'Cause I need you

2 comments:

Find Comfort In Darren said...

Ahhh papa bears here anytime you want hugs, or sexual drawings. Your great you are.

Bookshop boy said...

cool, didn't realise you thought of me as your lil sis (4). I do look up to you though. I think I probably may miss you when you're gone. You'll still blog though, and I'll pester you for porn. As long as we've go that clear.

KK