Take no shit. Give no second chances.
This is it. This has to be it. I’m fine with the past. Shall it forever lay there. But when the past comes forth into the present. I’m not okay with it. I don’t want to see it. I don’t want to know about it. Past, live amongst someone else’s present. But please, not mine.
It’s been awhile, and I’ll get these glimpses of what happened; things I’d forgotten resurfacing. And I wonder, what happened? What was missed? Why do I have such a hard time leaving it? But it doesn’t really matter. It’s about to start a new year. That was all in the middle of a very bad one. I of all people know, the past is the past. You have to leave it there....
When You Were Young →
This song tries to warn us. It calls out. You just have to listen.
BASC moments: When the bad kiss comes up. When I refuse to get up off the sofa to talk to some dude. When I get a fellow BASC to stick up for me, and tell some dude to back off.
30 Days of Pictures
Day 1 - Your Facebook profile photo. Day 2 - A photo of yourself from a year ago. Day 3 - A photo that makes you happy. Day 4 - A photo of the last place you went on holidays. Day 5 - A photo of you. Day 6 - A photo that makes you laugh. Day 7 - A photo of someone you love. Day 8 - A photo of your favourite band/musician. Day 9 - A photo of your family. Day 10 - A photo of you as a baby....