The Random, Wild, Romantic Life of Ichigo
SunshineChristy
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Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2013 @ 06:57am
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Did I Ever Exist?
It's amazing to me to see how much a person can change in a matter of years. And yeah, obviously I would be referring to myself. I look at younger generations and wonder if there's any hope...and then I see I was the same way as a kid...and I wonder even more.
Nah.
I'm alright.I at least grew up to be less self-involved. Dropped that boy and started actually doing some good in the world. I'd be lying if I said there's not a special place in my heart for that time and that boy, but clearly, seven years have passed and things were bound to change. I'm not sure why I still think about the memories and the people from back then. I guess it's just hard to accept it's all fallen apart. So much is different, and all those people will never be together again, not like that.
Madison and Joann hate each other now. Not without good reason, but they do. Thank God I still have Joann. I guess I'd have Madi too if things weren't so crazy right now. Madi's parents aren't married anymore. I haven't been friends with "Nika" or Hope in years. Hope and her new best friend both had babies in high school. Julia does her own thing now, but she and Stephy are still best friends. Melodie moved away to Oklahoma and is getting married next summer (I'm in the bridal party, thank God we stayed together). And Robby? Well, I guess he tells people that we used to be super close whenever I'm mentioned and politely asks how I'm doing.
I'm sick of all the ******** formalities. Is that all all of us are going to be to each other anymore? Conversational points at parties? It makes me sick to my stomach because these were the last people I loved without reserve, and without expecting much in return (although I was grossly unfair to Robby, I must admit). And to think I was just some whiny hyperactive little brat when all of this happened. I figure I probably still am. I just express myself more eloquently. And love people a lot less, because I know someday they'll probably all be moved away or pregnant or married or not the least bit interested in me as a person.
But my boyfriend's mom has cancer and I have to find a second job to pay the bills and my sisters and brother are growing up too fast for me to keep up. My friends are so busy and I am so lost and I'm trying to make something of myself so I can maybe help just one other person before I'm gone forever.
And it all feels so goddamn futile. I miss speaking my mind in public. I miss being an uninhibited, happy, (somewhat) fearless brat.
I'm not saying I want things back exactly how they were.
I just want to feel the way I used to.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 @ 06:01pm
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Some very cute quotes! PLEASE READ!!!!!
Okay so some of them are better than others but they;re all very cute and inspiring. The last one is my favorite!
Love is like a rose... in the winter only the strong survive, and each has many thorns.
Don't regret something that once made you smile.
Life isn't measured by the breaths you take, but by the ones that take your breath away.
Don't cry because its over, smile because it happened. ^_^
Don't ask me to be perfect when you're not.
When you feel like giving up on someone remember why you held on so long.
Perfect girls aren't real, real girls aren't perfect.
Have you ever thought of someone and realized you were smiling the whole time?
It's not telling you how I feel that scares me, it's what you'll say back that does.
She ignores all the guys who want her because shes too busy noticing him.
I hate the fact that i still love you after all the lies.
Live for the moments you can't put into words.
Your name never leaves my heart.
Smile...it makes people wonder.
I wanna get over you but i keep trippn'.
To her he's everything... but to him she's just another girl.
Good girls are bad girls that don't get caught.
The only way to make me smile is if he says I love you and means it.
When I look at the bright side its always in his direction.
Its not about keeping your promises its about following your heart.
Life without you would be like a broken pencil... completely point-less.
I love when you stare at me with a smile.
My heart skips a beat when i hear you call my name.
You got into my head with all the pretty ittle things you said.
Don't tell me the sky's the limit when there are footprints on the moon.
Hope you liked! I have more quotes in another entry so by all means, go ahead and read them! Again, They're very cute! (Plus most of the ones in the other entry, I wrote!) If you don't read my other stuff, though, it's still okay I'll still be you're buddy! lol.
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SunshineChristy
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SunshineChristy
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 @ 12:02am
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Watching Over You: Chapter One
"Good Night, Tukshishiro"
" 'Night mom."
"Dad will be home soon, safe and sound, okay?"
"Okay..."
"I love you!"
"Love you too, mom....."
Ill. Very Ill. Tukshishiro was sick with cancer. What a great time for his dad to leave for war, huh? His mom did the best she could but she couldn't cheer him up. The fever and flu were his sleeping pills.
When he awoke he was not in his own bed. He was in a small cottage at about one or two in the morning. The stars were still shining brightly. So why had he woken up? Faintly in the distance he heard a trumpet. Odd as it was, he tried to sleep again.
"Tukshishiro!" He snapped awake again, he guessed about ten minutes later. Standing in front of him was a girl with long golden hair and hazel eyes that were more green than brown. She was wearing a long, silky, silver gown that seemed to fit perfectly. She looked so beautiful, so angelic.... and so familar. Who was she?
"Tukshishiro! That's the war trumpet! The Black Queen and her men are coming! we can't stay here!" Her voice was sweet as honey but the pang of urgencey told him to enjoy it later.
"Where do we go?" He asked the girl.
"Father Terakini's! Hurry!"
"Is it far?"
She opened her mouth but was interuppted before she could answer. There was a baning on the door. "No time." She whispered. She opened the cellar door. "Follow." It was a cozy little cellar, but he imagined that they wouldn't be staying long. The girl hurried about grabbing a few random items of the shelves: A music box, a book with no title, a jar of briliantly colored butterflies, and a small black kitten (who was laying comfortably by the fireplace, and made quite a fuss at the movement). "Prop the window." She said. He obeyed.
Once they escaped the cellar, a white steed waited for them. The girl tossed her few possesions into the saddlebags (except, of course, for the kitten which she held in her bossom, which meant she had to hold the reigns with one hand). Tukshishiro just stood there dumbstruck. "Come on!" Shouted the girl. Tukshishiro jumped on. With a simple whistle from the girl, the horse sped foreward. Tukshishiro turned to see the intrudors. Wariors, archers, and wizards banged at the door. Suddenly they stopped. They parted like the Red Sea as a woman in a large black dress came foreward. She was so beautiful, but so frightening. She lifted a blood-stained hand. The whole world faded away as Tukshishiro watched the cottage rot away into nothing. There was a blood curling scream that seemed to reach the ends of the earth at then echo back at full volume. All the suffering, pain, and fear in the world seemed to be summed up in this scream. The smell of death and disease was heavy in the air.
"Shalabaz!" Shreiked the girl. She began to sob, but still rode on. The stench was growing steadily heavier. Tukshishiro masked his nose with his hands to block the stench. No avail. The last thing he remembered was the aweful smell with the girl's cries of "Shalabaz!" and the fast paced bonce and clip-clop as they rode of into the night. Then he blacked out.
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