"There was a time in our lives when we were so close that nothing seemed to obstruct our friendship and brotherhood, and only a small footbridge seperated us Just as you were about to step on it, I asked you:"Do you want to cross the footbridge to me?"--immediately, you did not want to any more; and when I asked you again, you remained silent. Since then mountains and torrential rivers and whatever separates and alienates have been cast between us, and even if we wanted to get together, we couldn't. But when you now think of that little footbridge, words fail you and you sob and marvel."
Sunday, November 4, 2007

Leave all this to yesterday. Why live life from dream to dream....and dread the day when dreaming ends?

I refuse to apologize for not like your psycho parents who do not let you watch pg-13 movies and hang out with me till midnight on Saturday for no good reason. Never experienced that. I don't understand. Psycho might be a little harsh. I'm sure they're fine people.

And if I'm flying solo, atleast I'm flying free! To those who ground me, take a message back from me!

Tell them how I'm defying gravity. Officially flying solo on this. I'll try to stay.

Anyways, death. I'm really tired.

Touching Chris Thile in a handlebar near you,
Emily

2 comments:

emilea said...

okay, for the record, i can watch pg-13 movies. even R, depending on the subject matter. as far as midnight goes.... we can stay up til five in the morning if i was sleeping over at your house or vice versa, but the curfew remains at ten thirty. hey friend, could you please respond to email? por favor mi amiga.

and i didn't ask you to apologize for not liking the decision. i wasn't over the moon about it either, but i'm over the moon about how i can actually blog. i'm very, very thankful for that.

Em said...

wasn't speaking directly to you.
Just generally fed up with parents like that.

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