I've been friends with alot of people, but only a few of them have made that insanely large impact on my life. Other than family, I've only witnessed a couple of people who were able to change my entire perspective on the universe and its innerworkings. I don't know why or how it came to be this way, but it did, by some divine force, God sent me these blessings (or curses) to mold me into the person who I am today. And I am grateful to them.
Russell and Robin
They've been there, and we've grown together under the light of God for over a year now. Our faith has spread and our concept of morality has heightened, all because we spotted eachother during the down times when our spiritual high wasn't at its peak, and when we needed somebody to point out our imperfect judgement. They are my rock, my support, my strength. R-Rock and Lil Deuce. R&R. WtRussel!? and RawRbin. The V. Bros. We have a million nicknames for eachother, and a million more inside jokes. We can't get any tighter with eachother than we already are.
AlizaMUHDOOOOOO
I hate it when you call my name with your annoying whiny voice. It drives me insane, because most of the time, it's followed by something you want me to do for you. The thing is, I'll do everything for you, because you're my Muhdoo, and you are everything to me. So whatever I can give, I'll give it to you, no matter what, because that's how much I love you, and that's what brothers do, right? You're the person to talk to when I'm bored, and you're the person to talk to when I'm sad, or mad, or happy, even. You're the person to talk to every minute of every day. There's no bad time to call, unless you're sleeping, because you're boring when you're sleeping. And we've talked about everything. From relationships to feet. We've talked about it. And the fact that you think I'm hella cool, even though I'm just some guy makes me proud to call you my sister. My best. My Muhdoo.
Michelle (effing) Barros
You are the bane of my existence. That burning hatred in the back of my brain that screams for me to unleash it whenever I see your face because it pisses me off just THAT much, and I want to gouge my own eyeballs out, stab myself in the throat, and shoot myself in the head. And for some reason, we're alike in alot of ways. I won't lie about it and say you never changed me, and I won't lie and say I wouldn't care if you were gone. You are the one that first brought me to God. You are the one that made me think of the things I was saying, and you showed me the actual level of vulgarity I was spewing out. And I know you hate me as much as I hate you. Probably more. And I know we're never gonna get over hating eachother, because I'm always gonna start a fight with you. Just something about your attitude that pisses me off. But I also know that for some reason, I'm never gonna be able to cut you off completely, no matter how I try. I don't forget the times I came to you with my problems, or the times you came to me with your's. I don't forget when I felt bad after telling you off and calling you a bitch on like 8 different levels of insults. I don't forget it. You might, but I won't. And I'll keep remembering, even when you ignore me and push me away. I'll take all the crap and all the abuse from you, because I don't wanna just give up on you. Because I remember my friends. I don't forget.
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