So i sit here and look at a computer screen that isn't my own. But, hey, why not? a computer is a computer, and that's that. I don't really have anything to write, even though there's plenty to write about. Does it make sense to say that I don't know how to tell you how I feel? oh well. it makes sense to me. So yes, this room is gray and this computer is black, ever so cheerful. and I'm surrounded by pictures. pictures of places I haven't been and things i haven't done and people i don't know. but tonight, they're all family. Tonight i eat dinner with my family in this gray room and wonder what they've been doing for the past few days, since they have been conveniently "out of reach". I don't know if I will eat, or if I will not, if I will smile or frown, but I will be present, and that is what matters most. I will sit in likely this very chair and hear a long story about what I was not doing for the past few days and all the adjoining activities that I missed out on.
but i will sit and i will listen.
because we are family.








(or Ashley...)
Hi.
what's up
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-Becca/Beck/ Becster/Bex
Well behaved women rarely make history.
yeah i'm finally working on my profile after I've had this thing forever!
haha.
now I just have to figure out my avatar thing...
yay
FINALLY
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-Becca/Beck/ Becster/Bex
Well behaved women rarely make history.
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