You are what you eat..

...That's strange, I don't remember eating any sexy beasts today.(:

Life is getting back to normal. It took me falling over the edge to realize I was strong enough to hold on to something. I have been pulling myself back up one step at a time. You know, it's funny when you think about it.. How when you realize that you are falling you can't remember how you even got over the edge. Was it my talk with Skyler? Was it my argument with Brook? Was it the night my whole family got into a huge fight? What was it that pushed me or made me jump? Was it just one thing or was it a bunch of things? Every time I have fallen, I don't remember a single thing that got me over that edge, but I do remember everything that made me realize why I need to hold on. This last time it was when I read my best friends blog. She wrote a poem about me. It made me cry. I have always thought that no one really understood me, that I was just a person, but Brook gets me. She understands why I do what I do. She knows how I feel. She is honestly one of the best friends anyone could ever have. I never thought I would be fortunate enough to have people that understand me.

By the way, Brook has a way with words. She is so amazing at writing, makes me not want to even attempt to write. Oh well, some of us have it, some of us don't. Also, she might kill me for putting the poem on, but I am going to anyway, because I just love it so much.  She wrote it after we had an argument. It was over change. We were both heading no where fast and too disappointed in ourselves to admit what we were wrong. Basically we took it out on each other, because we knew we could. But we are fine now, better than ever.(:

FALLEN ANGEL

BY: BROOK BJELLAND

When an angel falls, do their wings break? 

Does their ability to save others subside? 

Do they walk on earth because they can't fly back to heaven? 

Do they wait for someone to save them or lose all hope of return?

Do they stand strong or try to hide?

My fallen angel didn't break her wings but her spirit.

She didn't lose her ability to save others, just herself.

She walked on earth because she didn't know she could fly back to heaven.

She waited for someone to save her, but in the end they only betrayed her.

She never looked at the future, she was to caught up in the past.

Built up walls to hide behind, pushed everyone away, anchored herself to the floor so she could never be thrown away. 

My fallen angel is my best friend.  I've tried to be there for her as much as she is there for me, it's a shame she doesn't know what an impact she's made in my life. I guess it's just my time and my turn to be pushed and thrown away. i want you to know i will miss you more than you will ever know and i wish the best to my fallen angel. You are and always will be my best friend. Thank you for sticking around, even if it wasnt till the end.