You always know something's really wrong when you play Oasis on purpose ...
Well. It's true. You can't control the universe, your fate, the fate of others. A good soul was taken from the earth by a drunk driver, yet again. I don't even know how to explain this all. I didn't know her like he did, but the time I did spend with her she gave off wonderful vibes and she really cared about my boy...taught him everything that he taught me....This really isn't my place to make a commentary, but when he hurts, my heart breaks, and I'm just trying to deal with it. Yes, I feel awful about what happened to the victim, but knowing how much they meant to each other .... Jesus, I been crying too...
Why can't people just not drive drunk? I don't fucking understand...living on Sunset blvd, I've seen this far too many times, mourned far too many times, when is it going to be enough for people to get it in their heads that they can fucking kill someone by getting behind the wheel wasted or strung out? There's no excuse. It's not an accident, it's murder.
About Me
- Cactus Flower?
- Los Angeles, California, United States
- Wish I lived on Love Street. Not anybody special, but I'm not one that you'll easily forget. Got a whole year and and some of clean living, and it's still weird sometimes. I still don't have a drivers' license...so that technically makes me the most pointless sober person/friend in the world..but I promise I'll carry your drunkass over my shoulder along the 405 if I have to. I have some bad tattoos, and I have some good ones. I'll never have enough. Always wanting to explore, yet I seldom get the opportunity to do so. There's always sand on my floor. I like cherry chapstick, leather bound journals, cheap eye liner, pawn shop jewelry, and my boyfriend's sweatshirts. I enjoy the finer things that life has to offer...but I treasure the cheapest as well. I love my city.
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