simply having, and wonderfull christmas time.

so its christmas, and my cousin died this morning.
and i know most people will say, well at least shes in a better place..
but no, shes not. no place would be better but at home on christmas with us.
my mom was really close to her, more so then i was.
i went to her house every summer, for family bbq's, and my mom went out for coffee with her alot.
i know i may not ahve known her very well, but i'm still gonna miss her.
and i know my aunt is devestated. and her son. everyone is.
no one knows how yet, know one even knows why.
they just found her, on christmas morning.. on the floor.. dead.


besides the loss of a family member, christmas is good.
i got a laptop, along with a camera, and cell phone.
and the usual christmas gifts, like candy and clothes.. slippers .


i hope you guys all have a wonderfull christmas, and i hope you get lots of love, and gifts from the heart. :)

MERRY CHRISTMAS !


simply strang,
becca sharkey.

you found me; when no one else was looking.

so here we are.. here we stand.
and thats pretty far if you think of where we've been before.
but theres no going back to the way it use to be.
you've shown me what life is like when everythings right.
i still wonder if i'm dreaming.
if this is really all happening to me.
even if it is a dream, i'd rather not wake up.
i'm so glad that you found me,
but i sometimes ask myself how you did it.
how did you know just where i would be ?
no one else was looking.. so why would you be ?
you look past everything.. you broke through all of my confusions.
we went through all the ups and the downs, and you still didnt leave.

to be honest, i was kind of hideing.
hideing from all the unwanted heartbreak.
but you still managed to come along, and save me from myself.
i know loving me isnt easy.
but i'm amazed by all your patience. i put you through alot,
but you stick through it all.

i just wanna let you know i admire your love.
and i love you for staying with me after everything.
i've never really said thanks, so i want to now.

thank you so much babe.

your a strong person for dealing with me. and i apreciate that.

iloveyou so much anthony, forever&always .

to be honest.
i do not know the first thing about showing how much i love someone.
but aparently i'm doing a good job of it ?

as we laid there, eye to eye.
i asked him if i've actually changed at all, from before.
by before.. i mean the first time we went out. for six months.
i tended to not show how much i really cared.
and by not doing so.. people started to think he loved me more thne i loved him.
witch could be still true.
but he'd have to love me with everyting possible..
because i love that kid more then anything.


but of corse he answered me by saying i have.
but i know i might not show how much i care,
as much as i'd like to. but i try hard, and do the best i can for him.
and when i do show it, and do a good job; the look he gives me makes my heart melt.


something else cought my attention while we were laying there.
as you probly already know, i'm a hudge beliver in fate.
and i realized that i shouldn't rezent connell[the heartbreak guy from my other post]
i truly belive that i had to meet him,
and i had to do what i did. to really relize how much i'm inlove with anthony.
it had to happen like it did... he had to be the way he was.
all because i had to realize.
and i give thanks to fate for doing so.



simply strange,
becca sharkey.

its what you did thats hurting you.

sadly, i've failed to write a new post lately.
witch isnt all that tragic, i hope.

i think its safe to say that i'm in a very comfortable stage in my life,
so far, everything is back to the way it use to be. no worries.
i'm crossing my fingers though.. cause it seems that everytime i become happy..
something pulls that happyness away.
theres no reaosn to be afraid of happyness... but i am. and that might sound crazzy.
but i truly belive that this time fate wants me to be happy, and i give thanks to that.
i'm afraid to be happy, mostly because i'm afraid of what the outcome will be if happyness decides to walk out the door.

i ride a rollarcoster. i've gone thorugh most of my life being mad at the world for letting my dad leave us. but that chapter got torn out of the book i call my life. then soon after that, i was fine. no more blaming my mom for not being good enough for my dad to wanna stay, and no more fights and suicidal thoughts. i became happy, and thats when me and my mom became friends. i was happy. i had boyfriends, whom didnt really make things better.. but the realatonships were nice while they lasted. i never really fell for any of them.. i just started dating them because they asked. but then came last year.. the year i fell in love. it was anthony. he changed everything. the first time i fell for anyone. and i fell deep, far from the depths of witch i could bring myself back. not only did he change me, but we changed eachother. i fell in love with the way he could just be himself.. no matter who was watching. i admired that. loving him is the only thing thats right, in all that i've done.

but i dont deserve him. hes far too amazing, and i honestly dont know why he'd love me. but as far as i know, he does. and i love him... and i cant help that. weather i deserve to love him or not.

leaving him was the worst decition, i have ever made, and hopfully will ever make. it was stupid. i was stupid. the hole idea was stupid. but i felt that i was bound by the laws of the same routeen. i thought i needed a change.. and when i seen him(we'll call him heartbreak), i thought i found my ride.. my ticket to the way out. but all that i managed to do was digg a hole that took what felt like an eternity to get out of. heartbreak truly had a terrible case of love-bipolar, i had no idea when he would snap.. he was a walking time bomb. i was in denile, but i still knew exactly what was going on. i just was scared to leave... and get back to the way my life was sapose to be; with anthony. by the end of it, i had no sympathy for myself. i only ahd myself to blame for the state of mind i was in.

even after all that.. after everything i did wrong. he still managed to love me. and it showed. thats where my new book started. in my mind.. the old book had been burned; never having the pleasure of being read again.



i wonder everyday where i'd be without anthony. but i dont dare to find out.

being in love with you.

being in love with you,
would probly have to be the most scariest, most crazzy,
most amazing thing to ever happen to me.

scary; because i've never felt that way about anything before.
crazzy; because its like a never ending rollorcoaster, but i like it.
and amazing; because of the feeling and emotion that comes with it.



the things i like about being in love with you;

i like the feeling i get when i'm around you,
unlike anything i've felt before.
how my heart beats faster whenever you touch me.
i like it when we lay silently side by side.
when you wisper "i love you" in my ear.
i like how i can stare in your eyes, and see everything i ever wanted.
i like it when you tickle me, and i try to fight back.
i like it when you kiss me gently on the tip of my nose.

theres a million things i like about being in love with you,
but theres also thing i don't.

i don't like it when you leave,
i feel like screaming at the top of my lungs for you to come back.
even though i know you will be.
when we fight, i feel like crying myself dry.
i wanna pull you close and never let go.
i dont like it when i worry about you.
when i dont get to see you as soon as i'd like to.

but for every dis-liking moment in our life togeather,
theres a beautiful, loving moment to follow.
but thats the beauty of our love,
it has its good sides and bad.

but the truth is,
i'd rather spend a million bad moments with you,
then spend one happy moment with anyone else.

iloveyou. <3

someday, you'll be sorry.

you called me today, out of the blue.. unexpected.
you've done that before but there was somthing different about this time.
you talked about how your recent realationship failed due to the lack of trust,
and how one of your family members died.
i actually felt sorry, but i bet thats what you wanted.
sympathy.
and sympathy, i have for you.
if you ever ask me if i miss you, i'd lie.
not intentionaly, but because some things are better left unsaid.
i do miss you.
even if your not looking for forgiveness, i forgive you.
when i see you, i still get that same old feeling.
but i have a new life now, without you.
and i'm doing just fine.
you may not feel sorry for me but oneday,
you'll look back on us, and ask yourself if it was all worth it.
you'll someday wonder why you left me broken.
i've heald some, but at times it still hurts.

it probly won't happen any time soon.
but someday, you'll be sorry.

family love.

i sit before the screen, gathering thoughts about my weekend.
my weekend with my family.. and yes, morgan too.

it was great, better then usual actually.

we picked up my brother from his christmas party;
nfront of my brother, stood a very large basket of fruit...
aparently he won it. when he jumped in the car, me and morgan began to eat the grapes :)
when we arrived at the house, me, my brother and morgan all went for a crazzy journey.
in the dark.. (we brought a flashlight and glowsticks :P) we walked back, then snuggeld in some blankets, and watched movies.


today was just another day..
we're still here, in baxters corner. awaiting our trip back home.
i'm not too eagger to leave though, not just yet.
i feel at home here. we're like one hudge family.
my step dad treats my friends as if there his own, aswell as me.
my step brother is amazing, i love him.
when i'm here, i'm surrounded by love. its a great feeling.

i must carry on, and leave you.. so i can finish my day here, and so you can aswell.

iloveyouall.

simply strange,
becca sharkey.

It was while i was sitting in math class, when i realized how easy a situation can be when you figure out what to do. i thought alot about how life is alot like a math eqwation; once you figure out the problem, it becomes easyer; just like life. once you figure out the way you'd like to live your life, it becomes easy. but not to easy; .....life is still hard .
As i spat out my flavor-disapering gum, i realized that that too was also alot like life. thats one of my pet peeves; never let lifes flavor vanish. in other words, don't let your life become somthing not worth living. i make the best of what i got, and try hard to not let my life turn dull. When life throughs things, most people try and doge them. but not me, i take them on; even if i know i might not pull through. life has a reason for throughing situations at us, because we have to learn. and learning... i shall do.


my teacher handed me my report-card, and as i opened the folder... i gawked in amazment. i passed every single class. i was shocked.. stunned... speachless. i couldn't think. i was just so proud, and it made me even prouder to know my mom would aprove; finally. and that she did.

sometime soon we'll be decorating the house with christmass junk :) .. well no. not junk.. ART. i just love christmass, my favorite holiday. and winter is also my favorite time of the year.

but i must leave the keyboard, and go on with my day. i wont be home till sunday probly, so i will do my next post then.


simply strange,
beccasharkey

nothing out of the ordinary happened today;
witch isn't all that surpriseing.
all that went on really was school,
shopping with mom, kayla & cody and michael.
and cooking my own supper for once.

anthony, my baby, was sick today.
so i brang him a coffee :),
a tripple tripple.
i personaly hate coffee..
but whatever floats his boat i guess.

when we reached the house after shopping,
micheal; my brother... tryed to suck his brain out of his head...
with some big ass straw-ish thing he bought at theee dolla store.

so..
i must travel to theee store with michael...

peace-easy lemmon qweezy.



simply strange,
becca sharkey.

fame; live your own life.

sadly, i haven't been posting alot lately.
someone shoot me !

no, i'm kidding. that would suck.

but anyways.
before i get to what i wanted to talk about ont his post,
i think i'll update you all on a few things.

me and anthony are doing really great,
and i'm just so .. i dont even thing happy would come close to how i feel abotu it.
but i just dont even know, i'm just over the moon about it.
i love him to death,
hes everything to me.

i'd love to do nothing more,
then to just lay there with him.
we wouldn't even have to say a word.
but i do think i'd have to kiss him every now and agian,
cause i'd probly go crazzy :P

but i should carry on to my actual idea for this post..
cause as much as i'd love to just write about my man all day,
i'd probly bore you all.

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so i stumbled across a youtube video today,
and even though it was one by the lovely mrs.crhis crocker,
and i know all of you must love him..
but everything he was saying was 120% ture.
no word of a lie.

and normally i wouldnt bother actually listening to what he would say,
but i'm starting to think that brain inside his head isn't intiraly non-functional.

but yes yes,
i must get to theee point.

fame.
we all know what it is, we've all seen it suck poeple in.
we all heard or witnessed what it can do to people.
weither its obsesstion.
or just simply enjoying someones fame.

do not live your life through your favorite celberty.

live your own life,
be who you wanna be.
not what the magazeens or teevee tells you to.
stop living your lives through your favorite famous person.
live your life as you, and who you are.
stop sitting around waiting for the next big thing.
do you think the great micheal jackson just sat around,
watching someone else dance ?
no, the mother fucker moon walked that shit up.

so dont sit and wait for the next pop song to come out,
write your own music.

dont wait around for the next hoolywood block buster.
direct your own movie.

its possible,
in fact its more then that.
do what you do best,
be yourself.

i bet cha anything,
your probly alot more interesting;
and talented then your beloved actrers and musicains.

do your thing,
dance your heart out.
sing till you cant breath,
and write or direct untill you drop to the ground.

i honestly think our generation is nothing less than amazing.
but sadly its getting quite boaring.
we need to do somthing, spice things up alittle.

invent new things,
sing new songs,
watch new videos.

our generation can really do somthing spectacular.

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simply strange,
becca sharkey. <3

birthdays and drama;

i've decided to do a post now, rather thean later.
i'm currently still at school,
but my day wil be buzzy later;
hense my reaosn for writing now.
its my grandmothers birthday today and i'm not really sure what i'm doing.
also, morgans partys tonight.
nothing to drastic, just a simple party.
all of us are going to be there,
including my brother.

my days have been bad lately,
mainly because of drama.
and alot of it at that.
basicly me and "a friend" are not getting along at the moment.
guilt trips, and sob stories.
fake "soorrys" and tears.
and alot of yelling.
frankly, i'm getting sick and tired of it.
i do NOTHING to hurt her, and she carrys on like her life is so unberable.

but i must leave you now.

simply strange,
becca sharkey.

math and winter wonderland.

first things first.

I HAVEN'T POSTED IN SOOO LONG!
i'm quite sorry about that actually.

but i've been crazzy buzzy lately.

but lets see whats happend lately ,
shall we ?

hmmmmm..
well. we've had our fist snow fall,
witch i was estactic about.
i got new glass, seeing as how i lost mine; along with my bookbag.
luckly nothing else important was in it.
i ditched a couple of classes, and sadly got cought.
but no biggy, i didnt get into too much trouble.
i got really sick a couple of days ago, witch sucked to the max.

today we had math olympics .
BOARING!
like talk about falling asleep.
really though, it was way to easy,
and i got stuck with two idiots,
who might as well have shit for brains .

no actually, shit would probly be smarter then they are .


but anyways, i must peel.
i've got to catch up on cleaning the pigsty i call my room.

really though, no word of a lie.
i NEED to.

and i gotta go shopping with the parents for winter junk.
witch will probly be a great time >.>
considering i dont like malls, to many people .
people who will stare you down if your wearing the wrong outfit..
or not carrying thousands of bags on your arms.
you probly know what i'm talking about.


simply strange,
becca sharkey.

words of poetry ;

HIS LOVE .

he looks at me
wiht those beautiful blue eyes.
its hard to breath,
my heart races at the speed of light

his finger tips touch my skin
i get goose bumps.
a wave of his energy flows through me
i start to shake.

he speaks to me
its like i heard nothing else,
but the the sound of his voice.
its liek music.

he kisses me
so gental,
yet strong enough to break me.
the taste, unlike anything else.

his love is so powerfull
so amazing
so breathtaking
so wonderfull

and to think
all that love is meant just for me.
i must grasp it,
never to let go.

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THE WORLD.

whats wrong with the world ?
it's gone form bad to worse.
form suicide to homicide.
all you see or hear is hurt.
the need for a better world,
is becoming greater everyday.
replacing hatred with love & peace.
we'll be sure to see someday .

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YOUNG LOVE.

young love.
the purest kind of all

you meet the one you want
then soon begin to fall.

you feel so jowful,
so happy that they're yours.

closing out all the rest,
locking all your doors.

you feel like all is gone
the moment that they leave

even if their words are lies.
you'll make yourself belive.

never letting go,
you wish for them to stay.

and all the love thats given,
never fades away.

cold love & sk8ing with twilight.

so i haven't posted in about two days,
sorry about that.

i've been quite bizzy,
places to go, people to see;
yah know.

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last night was one of the coldest nights yet;
and i mean it was fucking freezing.
mike drove me to go meet up with anthony and them.

i had some hot chocolate :)

we took sams friend, sams cousin to the skatepark.
yes, sam times two.
he's a pretty good skater actually.

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today was pretty suttel.
went out to the mall with morgan, looked around.
then to kaylas house,
waited for anthony.
then chilled at my house .
me
anthony
matt
sam
kayla and cody.

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tomorrow,
the family and i, [ including kayla and morgan] are off to movies;
the new twilight movie.

i just love the consept of twilight.
it's so realistic [ not talking about the whole vampire thing ]

i mean falling inlove with someone you know is a hazord to you.
but you go ahead and love them anyways,
because thats what love is;
it's uncondistional.

we all do it.
we love the people we love;
simply just because we love them.
for who they are.
we adore them, flaws and all,
even if they do happen to be dangerous.

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well, i should peel.
i have homework and junk to do.

i love you all <3

simply strange,
becca sharkey.

perfection, isn't perfect .

skinny legs, bigger breasts
is all they want to see
tiny waists and thinner arms
the opposite of me
the pressure to be perfect
is slowly closing in
an utter suffocation
that doesn't seem to end
society is telling me
beautiful is thin
and if i choose to starve myself
perfections what i win
shoving somthing down my throat
will get me what i want
bring me closer to my goal
of a body i can flaunt
society is telling us
beauty is a prize
measured in the size of your breats.
in weight and clothing size
but let me tell you here and now
no good will come from that
its seems okayy at first
but then becomes a trap
a disease that clouds the mind
and belives what isnt true
belives your never good enough
no matter what you do.
there is one beauty that i know
its the greatest prize of all
its learning to accept yourself
imperfections, flaws and all
the beauty that really matters
lies in our hearts, our soul, our core.
because when you begin to love whats inside
you'll love whats outside even more.

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at this point,
your probly thinking " wow, shes a good writer "
but no.
i'm not that great lol.

this poem isnt mine.
the last thing i'd want to do is take credet for somthing that i didnt write .

sadly , i dont know whos it is.
its from some book in my library at school.

but i adore this;
its so true .
it bugs me when i go to school,
seeing all the young very skinny kids,
acuse theirselves of being fat .
i just wanan scream at them

and this is coming from a girl whos been the chubby one all her life.
but i've learnd to live with myself,
and love myself for who i am.
not for what people want me to be.

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so,
i'm not really feeling that good today.
i've been sick .

i started cooking class today,
it was fun.
although the food wasnt that great.
but hey, foods food right .

i'm probly gonna make this post short and sweet.
because i could use some sleep rigth about now.

but i'll be sue to try and make my next post more exciting.


simply starnge,
becca sharkey.

playgrounds; and cooking with bubble gum.

today was interesting .
i start cooking class tomorrow with mr.fife ;
hes a pretty great teacher .
we're making mexican food.

mmmmmm, mexican food. :)

we had a sub today for homeroom;
also for math and science .
i sit beside katilynn in most of my classes,
and today, she spun around and ironicly hit me in the chest with her fist;
causing my gum to go flying through the class room, and land amung the teachers desk.
i laughed for hours .

me and morgan walked her dog at lunch time .
for some reason, that i have no idea why;
we started syaing CHICKEN FRIED DOGGA!
haven't got a clue why though .

after school i hung out with anthony, logan, kayla and cody for a bit .

then later on i met up with anthony and logan again .
along with sam.
she was kind enough to share her subway .

mmmmm, subway.........

anyways,
so all of us went out west to hang out with BJ.
yes BJ, not blow job.

we all sat around at the playground.
witch was quite amusing;

when we walk back to the bus stop; me, sam and anthony
started yelling out the song let it rock .

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inspired by my health teacher .


alot of small, but stupid things in life go unnoticed.

like asking someone a question .
" hey, can i ask you somthing ? "

.... well you didnt really give me a choice there now did yah sunshine ?

or if corn oil comes from corn
and vegtable oil comes form vegies.
then where does baby oil come from ?

well do you really think there gonna sqweez the oil out of babys ?
oh wow.

and dont have a cow .

i bet people all over the world give birth to cows everyday .
HAHAHAH.

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well anyways,
i'm gonna make like a banana; and peel .

bahahhaha, i love those types of corky sayings.
they're fun.


simply strange,
becca sharkey .

in the words of sam .

in the words of a good friend of mine,
and an amazing writer.
" i say post your bombs, blow us all off the net "
" hold on cris crocker, your gonna have more reasons to cry "

i couldn't agree more .
i'll through the rule book out the window ;
if there is one .

i'd love the thirll of making cris crocker cry .
i say kill brittany spears, cause i'm sure he'd love that .
but we all need her.
i personaly enjoy laughing at her songs that consest of eleven words throughn togeather,
without using a dictionary ;
being sung repeatedly,
and wasting three minutes of your valuble time that you can never get back .


we mustent take life seriously, its not like we're coming out alive .
wake up people ;
use your blogs , discover your inner writer .
crack your nuckles and begin to write what you please .

not to sound aragent,
but i'm gonna write what i feel,
not what i think you'll enjoy reading.

i'm taking sams words and embrassing them.
posting my bombs,
blowing everyone off the net .

and sam, if your reading this.
we must have a picnic,
logan can bring his magons .
and anthony can amuse us by dancing to cyclone .

my weekend.

my weekend was quite fun actually .
i mostly hung out with sam, logan and anthony .

friday i think was the funnest .
it was anthonys party, cause his birthday was tuesday .
but anyways ,
so we all hung out at his house, i fell asleep for a bit ,
cause i was quite tired .
then after words, sam spent the nigth at my house.
and we watched movies and ate smart food popcorn,
witch is the best popcorn of all, indeed.
then after we settaled down for a bit,
we were lying in my bed, and it was quite silent for some time.
then i got the idea for my poem , " they call it closure for a reaosn "
its on here, so you could read it if you like.

saturday was pretty emotional.
sam found out that her cat died.
and to make things worse, her dad found it in her bed room;
on the floor. :(
so after walking sam home,
so she could say goodbye ,
we all went back to my house.
sam left to go to her friends house.
anthony and logan walked her ,
and i went off to my moms boyfriend house for the night .

and now here i am,
on a sunday .
when i get home i'm hanging out with alix .
i havent hung out with her in a while,
cause she was grounded,
but shes off now.
witch is great.

well,
i'lll make another post tomorrow night.
and tell you all how my day went.
i'm not sure if anything exciting will happen.
but school is usally quite funny.

so i guess i'll be going now.

simply strange,
becca sharkey.

the night my cat killed me .

so, i'm no story teller ,
or story writer for that matter .
but i got bored..
and wanted to write a story .
well actaully morgan gave me the idea,

so with that being said ,
i should probly worn you ,
that my story may/or may not make snece ,
but imma wing it , and see what i come up with .

ANYWAYS.

so there i was, walking down this street ,
pitch dark,
couldnt see anything.
and then finally my light bulb went off
*ding*
maybe i shoulda brang a flash light ?
i questioned to myself .
i wasnt quite sure why i was walking on my street that late at nigth,
honestly,
i didnt know how i even got there.
all i remember was that i was getting out of the shower,
then my cat scared the life ouuta me ,
so common sence would tell yah that i fell .
right ?
so, there i was, walking on a road, that seemed to go on forever .
and trying to figure out why i was even there ,
then suddenly , it hit me.
i was dreaming !
.. or well at least i thought i was anyway .
as time went past , i could feel my legs getting weaker ,
but after a while , i began to see a light far in the distance,
so i ran twords it .
but ..as i got closer..i realized what it was ,
there was a hudge desk, with a secratery-looking-like girl,
but this wasnt an ordinary girl..
she has wings ..
so i brainstormed ,
and put the peices together.but i couldnt belive myself..
i wasnt a religious pperson..
why would i be in heavon .
and why would i have to walk to get there ?
was it some kind of punishment ,
or some kind of upgrade to hell ?
i wasnt quite sure ..
but i knew it wouldnt take long for me to figure this situatuon out .
so i asked the girl at the desk,
"what is this place , why am i here ? " i asked .
" why dear, your in the middle " she said , while gigaling alittle .
" the middle ? " i replyed , confussed .
" yes, the middle, where the people who are in between good and bad , go after passing " she said .
" okayy ? " i said, still confussed .
so, i was asigned a room,
and givin a white jump suite .
later on i found out that if i beave well enough ,i get to go to heavon .
aparently the " middle " is also for non-belivers,
and not just the inbetween people .
so i guess being an atheist held me down a bit ?
but i didnt care,
i wasnt gonna pass up free food and amazing cell phone service ,
just to go to some heavonly paraidice for the bible hugging type people .

so i guess my cat did scared the life outta me, for real .

they call it CLOSURE for a reason .

closure,
a word i thought i'd never come to comprehend .
but yet, here i am , writing about it .

i let it happen
i was so clueless , so blinded with "love" .
and you knew that .
you knew it all along .
i didnt NEED to give away anything ,
i didnt NEED to lose anything .
but yet, you sitll managed to keep on going ,
like everything would be perfectly fine .
even after every promise,
even the one that was broken from the second it was made .
i'm not even gonna put the word "why" into consideration ,
because i know my questions wont be answered,
at least not with the truth .
i already knew there would be a great chance that it would end .
i even told myself that over and over agian .
but nothing made me come to my sences ,
not even the words that came from other people .
although we might remain "friends" ,
and carry one with our lives .
things wont actually be the same .
even if you were to asure me , that the feelings are still there .
quite frankly , i still wouldnt care about your feelings .
because they call it "closure" for a reason .

shes quite the odd one .

well...
i'm not quite sure as to where i should begin .
i guess i could start off by telling you a little about myself ?
you could probly say i'm quite the odd ball .
i enjoy the thrill of doing things people probly wouldn't dare to even think about doing.
i don't like following , i tend to do my own thing most of the time .
my life revolves around music and loved ones .

i have the most wonderfull relationship with my family ,
they're pretty great .
i live with my mom , a family friend named carol, my uncle,
and my cat; whom i don't really like, named skittles.
my mother has a boyfriend named mike,
who is actually a really nice guy.
considering i didn't grow up with a fother figure ,
just mostly my uncles .
mike lives in Baxters Corner.
we go out there on weekends ,
in fact, i'm there rigth now .
he has three kids; there all older than me.
jessica, veronica & micheal .
i talk to micheal the most, he's pretty cool;
i've always wanted an older brother.

my friends are quite outragous .
but i adore them all .
morgan .
kayla .
audrianna .
alix .
kaley .
sam .
cody.
logan .
shannon .
and of corse my boyfriend , anthony .

morgan, shes. well.. shes just morgan. i love her to death , shes so alive & outgoing .

kayla's quite the though one , but she can also be the nicest person you'll ever meet. theres one colour that she'll always have on , weather its just her top, or everything she has on; the colour pink.

audrianna and i met back in grade five. she lived with me for a while, but now she lives with her mom in rothsay. she comes down on weekends though. shes pretty tall, but beautiful.

alix and i have our differences, but she knows i still love her. shes deffanitly her own person; she has a tattoo on the inside on her wrist .

kaley is, wow. shes quite short; and it amazes me how much energy can come out of something so little. shes blond.

sam is my life, i mostly hang out with her when i'm with anthony and logan. shes amazing.

cody is kaylas boyfriend, my uncle is friends with his family. so hes around the house alot.

logan is the cutest thing ever. hes quite funny, and nice too .

shannon's quite the odd one too. she has a great sence of style though; i love her clothes.

and anthony, wow. most of my world revolves around him. he's my everything.

music is like my drug.
it helps with everything, and anything at all.
singing is also my addiction.
i'll mostly sing when i'm happy.
if i'm just sitting around, listening to music,
but not singing, you'll know somthings not right .

the last few months of my life have been quite bumpy .

i went from being happy,
and having everything aorund me almost perfect.
to being stupid, and leaving someone i loved fer somoeone else.
HUDGE MISTAKE!
after i left him, my friend had started dating him.
but owell.. i just let it go .
after being with the one i ran off with fer a month or so,
it started to get even worse.
i made another hudge mistake .
it was mostly my own fault though,
i knew exactly what was going to happen, and so did he.
but either one of us did absouloutly nothing about it.
and then it ended, with quite the big bang .
things didnt work out between my friend and anthony.
so we got back together.
but for the most part, i'm glad everything is back ot the way it was.
i dont have to fake a smile, or a laugh.
i can just be happy for once .


i started writing , cause i find it helps.
letting everything out feels great .
theres nothing like it .
i'll probly post a couple of poems,
or simply just write about whats going on .

but i should probly wrap this up,
feel free to comment on whatever you like;

simply strange,
becca sharkey.