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Patty J Cakes
31 December 2008 @ 12:30 am
HIM  

After all these years I adore you without even really knowing what you look like now. I haven't seen you in 2 years and I feel like I just had you in my arms yesterday. Giving me that hug you gave me when you got home from a two week vacation. That was the most amazing hug in the world. I wish I could put into words how it felt. I still remember what you were wearing and how you smelled. It kills me to think of how we had something so amazing at one time, and you let it go down the drain. That you WANTED all of that to go down the drain. I'd kill for you. It will be 6 years in February since the day I met you. You changed my life. If it wasn't for you I'm not sure where I would be. You were my everyhing. I'd let you be my everything again if you wanted. I try to think of how my life would be if we were still together. I'm very lucky to have what I have today. I think if you were still around I'd be miserable, but if I could have you back right now... things would be perfect. I would be so complete. I can never love anyone the way I loved or maybe even still love you. I compare everyone to you. No man can be the man that you were to me.  I know you will never be mine again, but wow I miss you so much. I miss you everyday, I still sleep with your pillow, and it kills me to watch Stand By Me. Applebees will never be the same or Tim Hortons. Issey Miyake smells like garbage on everyone but you and an Express sweater can never look as good on anyone else as they did on you. A trip up 75 is boring without you and hearing our songs on the radio make me want to vomit. No one's hands will ever feel like yours did. No one's will ever fit as perfectly with mine. I miss every minute of you and those big green beautiful eyes. You were truly my everything. I miss you so much.
 
 
Current Mood: lonely
Current Music: death cab for cutie
 
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Patty J Cakes
17 November 2008 @ 01:41 pm
Dear Michigan, suck it.  

Hello dear state of Michigan. I hate you.
1-75 North, you can sit on it. I mean it, seriously.
I never ever finish anything in my life.
I finally finished school, actually registered for boards and I get fucked.
Hello, MDOT. Thanks for nothing.
Hello Michigan State Police - you fucking suck.
BTW, POTHOLES. 'Nuff said.
$85 down the drain. Hopefully not $144.
Welp, I guess I'll make another 93458 phone calls.
Marveloussssss.

 
 
Current Mood: stressed
 
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Patty J Cakes
17 November 2008 @ 01:56 am
"Bobby"  
I'd love to know what the fuck goes on in your mind.
You're not better than anyone. You're a horrible person, in fact.
Apparently 10+ years of friendship means nothing to you.
The fact that my mom put a roof over your head, fed you, clothed you.
Your sister too.
You come from nothing, you have a horrible personality.
I loved you. Like my own sister I never had.
You haven't talked to me in months. It used to hurt.
I don't know how to feel anymore.
I think I hate you.
I hear you're pregnant.
Congratulations. I can't wait to award you with ''Worst Mother of 2009"
You're so selfish. How will you raise a child?
I guess you will have to stop buying 800 dollar Gucci purses.
You disgust me the more I think about it.
How you let your mom live the life she does, while you're sittin so pretty 12 hours away.
Living this high and mighty life of yours.
I hope you never come home again.
I hope you don't expect me to show up or buy anything for your baby shower.
Have your convict baby daddy buy you shit.
I hope you never call me again.
 
 
Current Mood: bitchy
Current Music: Silverstein
 
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