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| june 29, 2003 To my choppA... you probably wont find this until i leave...until i'm back home in texas...but i just wanted to get this down now... left my family, my friends, my life back in a place i can only picture in my head now sometimes it gets hard to breathe because i miss it the smell, the feel, the comfort of home sitting by myself sometimes i wonder why i even left to find greener pastures? to find m yself? but i found something else here i found an unconditional heart a person who would lift me up and bring me back down to myself make me smile when i forget how to make me pancakes when on a sunday afternoon make me laugh so hard i snort make me remember what its like to be amongst friends i know it doesnt rhyme...but hell i'm not madonna and my brain doesnt think that way. but its the truth. chop..you have no idea how easy you've made my days here. if we're getting drunk, or partying, or just sitting chilling out....you've made me feel like m yself. you're like one of my girls. i can be totally honest with you..totally m yself and not be scared of being judged. life i s about coincidences...hows this for something: we met because i said i'd be your new best friend. i get here...and what really does happen?you talk sense into me..believe that i'm a great chic...so hard that sometimes, i even believe you :oP you make me feel safe...if anything were to happen to me you'd be there regardless to make sure i come out okay. and i love you for that. and its not one of those...oh i love you not really but i'm just saying it to be sweet...but i LOVE you. so...thank you....thank you for all those times you've listened to me bitch and cry. thanks for always making sure i'm not hungry or thirsty...for always giving me a chair...thanks for making me smile and thanks for constantly being there when i need you. but most of all...thanks for being there when i dont even realize that i need you. your plastic gangsta sista, theresa |
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