Well Beyond Your Window There Is So Much More, Even Every Prison Has An Open Door

^Saint Veronika-Billy Talent <3

So Steph's back.
And my life is complete once again.
We had a party for her Friday night and it was really fun.
It was cool because we were kind of just a random bunch and not all of us were really close friends but we didn't really care. We were all dancing and having fun and we were just one group, all together.
Steph's kind of one of those people. Everyone loves her, you can't help it. And I guess she brings people together, and brings out the best in everyone. I could go dance or talk with anyone there and it'd be totally cool, I was just accepted.
And that was good for me.
So ya, great night. :)

Other than that, my weekend was pretty uneventful. Sunday was mommy's day, so we had a nice dinner. But no big ordeal.

I've been listening to so much Billy Talent lately it's great. And I have a new favourite song, not by BT thought. It's called No One's Gonna Love You by Band of Horses.
It reminds me of certain people.

"It's looking like a limb torn off
Or altogether just taken apart
We're reeling through an endless fall
We are the ever living ghost of what once was

But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do

And anything to make you smile
It is my better side of you to admire
But they should never take so long
Just to be over then back to another one

But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do

But someone,
They could have warned you
When things start splitting at the seams and now
The whole thing's tumbling down
Things start splitting at the seams and now
If things start splitting at the seams and now,
It's tumbling down
Hard.

Anything to make you smile
You are the ever living ghost of what once was
I never want to hear you say
That you'd be better off
Or you liked it that way

But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do

But someone
They should have warned you
When things start splitting at the seams and now
The whole thing's tumbling down
Things start splitting at the seams and now
If things start splitting at the seams and now,
It's tumbling down
Hard"

I can't even pick a part of it that I love the most.

Okay I don't really have much to say. So here's my letter.

Dear Blank,

This may come as a surprise, but the bad news turned into good news. It's really helping and I'm really glad. I also want to thank you for the way you handled the whole thing, I think that made the difference. It proved that you care and that you knew how I was feeling and you wanted to make sure I was okay. I know I said I didn't matter in this situation, but I'm glad you think I do and I dunno, it made me happy. So ya, thanks. And we shall have fun tomorrow. And Friday. And Saturday. Oooh boy, you're going to get sick of me. :P

Love,

Me

Lots of Billy Talent,

the.(beautiful).let.down

<3