Funny to me
On facebook and had a thought i would like to share. Notice how when your 15 you were taking scene queen photos, but some how turnning 21 you stopped, but people older than you just started.
day 1
SO today was an adventure and i would love to share.
First things first i woke up once again with my face feeling funny haha that does sound dirty but nothing like that monroes of course still healing, next step was getting ready for work. once sucsessful, went to my car had a little fun stuff and droveon my way to work, at which point i go down a hill. In front of me a swarm of little kids running in the stree i hit all of them crash into a bank and rob the place at gun point of course, set off for my cross country trip around the work to escape. make it to my first stop in oparis where i get a make over and look just like that a french man where i steal all the most famous arts of work and head to germany, andther costume another loot, till finally i get back home and blow up the sun. my day haha not really just my first speeding ticket but my story was way better
here have my heart
“here have my heart, its yours and if you accept it you will make me just the happiest thing ever”
He said, yes indeed it was a man who said this. Of course you could tell he was not any ordinary person, he was and original character. The style of clothing showed that best, it was not an original combination but for men their are not that many options. A dark blue deep v-neck with a print that reminded others of the sun exploding with colorful explotions, and a plain dark grey cardigan, with skinny jeans of a dark black to finish this look. Standing infront of another man, who dressed as if it was just another day ith the clean clothes sprawled across the floor. Just a t-shirt, jacket and regular jeans. the only different thing between these two men is the one dressed so lazily was tall around 6’4 if thats a quick estimation. With the facial hair of an old time war general in the civil war.
“the happiest thing? what is that thing? and who in their right mind would say that?” said the tall man
” well i couldn’t think of anything to say, if i had words to describe it then i would of, but since its in generall and i would be happy if you did then what does it really matter, i would be happy and i know you would be too!”
you could tell this original guy was trying his hardest to show his emotions to the other, it seemed as if their was alot of strange history which would tend to make things very complicated, but in life their is nothing really simple. Its life what part is simple? this seemed as if the conversation would go back and forth for many hours but in life you never really have the luxiry of fully explaining yourself, and also getting your part across.
“But a thing how am i suppose to resond their are many froms of measurments, even metaphores, similes might help for emotions, but i find it really hard to grasp what you are actually saying”
The attire he chosed obviously shy what kind of character he is mental, which shows how he responds to such comments, as he did. One of those its hard to answer without anything concret to back up pervious statement, which of course is the down fall of many, evidence doesn’t always lead to the correct or best path, sometimes you need to get lost to find where you are, its a funny combination. Its had to run blindly its also harder to run blindly with others, thats the next step of trust which others cannot seem to grasp and in doing so they tend to hurt the ones who are for them.
“Um well how can i put this in a way you can understand? do i have to have a some form of measurment to make you undersand this concept? If i really had to think off the top of my head then i will try, I want to make sure your happy, i want you to laugh, and cry, also get angry with me, and also be so filled with emotions that you just want to crush me to make it all end, i want to be your good and your bad, I want you to wake up every morning and look over and see your day is bright because of me, I want you to experiance everything possible just because im around. I want to be your greatest strength and biggest downfall. If you say yes, you will make me the disney empire, you would make me feel like its christmas everyday, drinking that first cup of coffee in the morning, waking up after a crazy night and find everything you lost that adventure, eating new food, a cig after sex, in the morning, noon, and night. Its just the feeling of being excited over everything. if you say yes, its like starting life all over again and knowing eveything is new, like a travel to the fucking moon, no measurment can explain how it feels”
this passionate explanation is one that would make anyone stop and step back and thing, how on earth do you respond to one who just over loads you with this, its one of the nicest thoughts ever but at the same time you never know what you should say, its one of those double swords, in the end someone will loose, not unless both are on the same page.
“well thats great and all and thanks for trying to put it into words, but im not sure what i can say about this whole situation, yet alone how to answer you in all honesty. if anything im going to need sometime then i can answer what you asked”
Of course he said this its obvious that he’s not the most stable person yet alone very comfotable, so it is obvious question would never be answered, and or things wouldjust turn out hottibly. at this moment they parted their ways, the original kid hopefully, the only option he had to consider, its an optimistic veiw but sometimes you just have to feel that way to keep trucking on. So as time went by, hours,days,weeks,months. threw that whole time the kid continusly asked in any way shape or form, text call, email, facebook, other social network sites, but still no answer was ever found, and not response came about. So time after time, he grew to be very weary and sad of the current situation, eventually he just gave up. now no one can ever get his heart, is a precious thing that was wasted. what a shame, maybe next year he will get his answer.
Life after what?
“My dear darling have you thought yet?”
Asked the very strange woman if the soft pink pastel sun hat. Her eyes were fixed on the girl who sat across from her. You could tell from her posture that she was getting very impatient.
“Sweetie i will not ask again, have you thought yet?”
Again she asked the question, thinking it would show the results she wanted, instead it did the reverse effect. The strange woman stood up and began to fix herself from head to toe. Her white gloves placed over her hands started at her head, she fixed her pastel pink sun hat, with some pastel pink pearls on the side for deceration, fixing its direction to block others from viewing her face. She worked her way to her collar, which in a funny story was the start of a soft pink suit, the collar was pressed, each button placed, then to the waist where she fix the only contrasting colored item on her outfit, a blue belt. Once it was alighned she went to her skirt, then to her matching pumps, she gave out a long breath sat down and looked to the girl once more.
“Darling your answer?”
The woman once again gave a grave lookin in her face, she could not understand why this girl across from her could not answer her simple question. She sat tapping her fingers this time, as some sort of a way to show that she was counting down the time. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. she continued this numbering untill she reached about 200, at which point she gave up and just began to frown so hard her face looked as if it might melt off.
“Once more sweetie!, your starting to get on my nerves, will you answer this simple question the we can both go on our way.”
She saw no reaction from the girl, her stance was the same as the start of this meeting, eyes down unless attention was drifted else where, hands togehter twidling her thumbs as some sort of way to easy the pain, and feet tapping together, a way to copy dorothy in the hopes of getting home.
Finally the girl looked up, made eye contact with the woman, opened her mouth and began to mutter something. “Im not sure, its so hard, what can i actually say?”
This comment was the snapping point for the woman, in her eyes you could see the pressure coming forfth it seemed as if her eyes would just pop out. Her hand placed in the white gloves seemd to get wrinkles all aground, it could be she was preparing to punch, so she had to have her hands in a fist formation, every muscle on her body seemed to tense as she began to stand up, her mout opend wide almost as if her jaw dropped but instead it was preparing for what was to come.
“Are you serious! You little ungrateful twat! I’ve spent the best part of my years, traning you! Feeding you! helping you! leading you in the direction your suppose to go! And you cant answer my simple question! I could of sworn i never dropped you on the head! or even hit you that hard! and heavens forbid that second hand smoke doesn’t effect the brain in that way! But for all my work! all my effort you cant even tell me what you want to do from here? You cant make the next step on your own? Its time for you to leave the nest! Do something with your life! And you cant even asnwer that simple question? What will you do now? Your not going to sit at home with me, living off of my hard earned money! and your also not going to stay at my house anymore your old enough to live on your own!”
the woman obviously had some issues with the girl she never expressed, and now in this point in time they all came out.
“What are you going to do with your life!?”
that seemed to be the question the girl that sat across from the woman had no answer for, made no eye contact for, couldn’t even save a word for, and the woman had nothing more to say but her disatisfation for the girl she had placed her effort in.
