Posted by Aaron on December 21, 2005 at 10:03:36:
2005-12-21 07:42 am
Every time they release a Grand Thief Auto game, I think of you.
Every time I light incense, it is for you.
Every time I eat horribly harmful, bright candy, I think of you.
Every time I think about you, it feels as if I lose something.
Every time I think of you, I feel proud how fucking brave you were facing something I hope no one I know will ever face.
Everytime I choose porn, I think of you (and not for the reasons people think)
Everytime I am alone in a cold place, I think of you.
Everytime I am in a colorful place, I think of you.
Everytime I finish a good film, I think about weather or not you would have liked it.
Everytime I think of you I feel like it was pure fucking gold that I knew you.
Sara, death sucks. I fucking hate whoever or whatever was responsible for taking you away from me. I miss you like I miss not believing in Santa Claus. You were a warm pillow in a world full of suck.
I miss you and wish you were here.
"I don't believe in a interventionist God,
but I know darling that you do.
But if I did I kneel down and ask him
not to interviene when it came to you.
Not to touch a hair on your head
leave you as you are
if he felt he had to direct you
direct you into my arms"
Nick Cave-Into my Arms
(a song for you and no one else)
Aaron