She exhales vanilla lace

I've switched to tumblr. It's the shit. You should follow me on there instead. I needed to start something new. :)


beneaththehourglass.tumblr.com/

I found out Monday that one of my really good friends from school died Sunday. His house caught on fire and he ran back in to save his dog.

I've never had a good friend of mine die before. I've never had anyone really close to me die before and I really can't explain how strange and upsetting it is. It hasn't really hit me yet even though I went to the memorial service Monday night.

I hope I can make it to the funeral.

It's so weird remembering all the times we hung out together and how he has been over at my house and I remember going over to his old house and I remember his dog, Misty. (She died in the fire too.)

I wish I would have gotten to talk to him sooner before he passed away.

I wish I could find the pictures from the time we spent at Spring Break at Ellen's cabin at Windy Point.

I don't know. I'm really sad.

He was only 20 years old.


R.I.P. Joshua Waynick
January 20, 1989 - May 3, 2009
I love you & I will never forget you.
You were an amazing person, an amazing bassist, an amazing friend.

I turned 19 yesterday. Yay me!


15 wks left until this little baby pops out. :)

I'm having a girl and her name is Kimberlyn Elyse Matthews. I can't wait until she gets here on August 18th, 2009.

I graduated!

So, today I stumbled upon a friend's old online journal (it wasn't a livejournal) and it dated back really far. Like, to 2003. It wasn't private so I started reading it and now I feel really strange. Like I've done something I shouldn't have. It's a really odd feeling. Going back in this person's life to before I knew them. And as I kept reading, it felt like they just kept getting a little further away.

Like, for a moment it felt like I was reading about someone who didn't exist. And for a second I got scared that they weren't real. Like they disappeared out of my life or something. I know that sounds stupid. It scared me though, made me feel so lonely for a second.

I can't explain this feeling. It makes me feel kind of meloncholy and nostalgic all at once. But it's like I'm nostalgic for this person. Because I wasn't even in any of the entries. It was before they even knew of my existance. Does this make any sense?

This whole day has been so surreal.

This livejournal is Friends Only.
Comment & I'll add you.
♥