"OMG! Why are you friends with her?" "Are ye friends?" "Their bff's." "Look at them being friends!" OH MY GOOD GOD! Yes, we are friends. Yes, bad things happened. But you know what? Fuck it. It's my life, I can choose whoever I want as a friend. Just because we're talking, doesn't mean we're "bff's" or chatting every day about everything and telling each other our secrets. Sit down and shut the fuck up, that's what you can do instead of judging like you always do.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Monday, March 5, 2012
I was your little baby girl. You couldn't have another girl in your life because we had such a bond. You were my rock star. I couldn't have a favourite artist because you had such an amazing voice. You were there for me every time I needed you. The day I woke up and you were gone was my biggest nightmare ever. It still hasn't hit me yet but I'm getting used to the fact that you were taken from us. I want to run home to Ard na Corann and lay on your bed and chat to you for hours listening to music. I want to tell you everything stupid us girls say so you can take the piss out of them. I want to go out to the pub and dance with you. I want to have your chicken curry and rice. I want cuddles from my Daddy. Every girl does. So save your arms for when the day comes for me to go up there, and never let me go. I have my heart wrapped around you. I love you Daddy, and I miss you. My best friend. 27/4/66 - 21/1/12. <3 xxx