Love is…
The mother who knows
That her child will die
But who smiles and cuddles
Waits ‘til later to cry
And when he is gone
She still speaks to the sky
To calm his all his worries
And tell him its alright
Love is…
The friend
Who admired from a distance
But was there every time
When she needed assistance
Who managed to smile
When she found someone else
Shook her mans hand
And kept his pain to himself
Love is…
The skinhead
Who used to have hair
But whose sisters illness
Was too much to bear
And so shaved it all off
To support her through chemo
No hair to wash now
Her conscience is clean though
Love is not glamour
Nor roses and cards
It’s in the tears of a mother
Deep in everyone’s scars
Apr 02, 2009, 01:33PM PDT | 1 cheer | 0 comments
Finally. After a year of posting cvs to pretty much everywhere in town and getting nowhere, i suddenly got offered three all at once. Flattered (and stupid) I took them all. I’ve quit one, because i just cant work three while i’m still in school and wanting to have some kind of social life..
So now i’m a waitress on sundays, and a cleaner on weekdays after school making just over £300 a month between the two of them. Trying to save for uni and a car, but end up blowing quite a lot of it on clothes, food and other stuff i dont really need. The boss is a bitch and my hourly rates at both are pretty terrible… i’m getting there though :)
Mar 19, 2009, 11:07AM PDT | 1 cheer | 0 comments
I was falling for him, and it ended. I never, ever want to feel the way i did after the break-up again, and yet thats the risk you take with love. I’m not sure if i was truly in love with him, but i know he was the closest i’ve ever come.
And i know i’m a hopeless romantic. I couldn’t give up on this goal even if i wanted to… so i just have to trust it will happen in time. And next time, it will be for real, and it won’t end in heartache and tears.
stay optimistic :)
Mar 19, 2009, 10:53AM PDT | 1 comment
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