I can’t believe it’s been 51 months.
Happy 27th Evan :)
I love you more than you’ll ever know :)
&& now Diablo time :) hehe
- Him: hey sweetie, I just wanted to explain. I had a reason to be online, I promise. I know you were getting upset..
- Me: haha, Awh I wasn't getting upset, I just thought it was cute that we just said good night & you're still online playing hehe.
- Him: nooooooo stopp it.... You're upset.
- Me: I'm not upset I promise. Why don't you believe me??
- Him: I believe you.....not.
- Me: now now don't actually get me upset, haha. Now get your cute self into self into bed and let's go to sleep.
- Him: shut up! Why don't you get your beautiful self and sleep!
- Me: okay! I love you good night! Bye! :)
- : ) this is what I call an abusive relationship built on love hahaha he says he loves me but he definitely would leave me hanging off the edge of a cliff Jk no he wouldn't. <3
Who would’ve known that the boy I saw get hit by a car yesterday be a little boy that I saw every single day? A boy that I say ‘hi’ to when we cross each other’s paths. A boy of a father who’s friends with my dad. A boy who’s parents I see at the grocery markets on the weekend when I go with my mom.
Who would’ve known better than he did, that we was going to Heaven before all of us.
He asked his dad just last week what Heaven was like, what people do there, and if God watches them there. How could he have known before we did that he was going there a little too soon?
Rest in paradise Carter Vo. Maybe now, you’ll finally have an answer to your question.
Happen right after I turned the corner to go pick up my sister from school. I saw the crash. I saw the boy. Before I could run over to see if everything was alright I saw all of the adults stop their cars and ran over. I ran into my sister’s school to get my sister. And by the time I got out my car was in and area they blocked off for the investigation. Right before my eyes I stood there for three hours, knowing that the little boy about my sister’s age just got hit not by one car, but by two. I stood there watching for three hours and now finding out that he laid there alone for 5.5 hours before his relatives showed up. That breaks my heart. I can’t help but to cry.
I just woke up from a nightmare thar you were kidnapped from me, and I woke up to a broken heart.
Next year is definitely going to be hard.
Signing everyone’s yearbook, I feel happy writing in them. But then I got to Evan’s and i can’t help but cry the while I’m writing in it. It’s going to be so hard to say goodbye at the end of this Summer. I don’t know if I can do it. :’(
