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Post by leahbelle on Jan 4, 2009 20:23:27 GMT -5
 The rainbow comes and goes,
And lovely is the rose;
The moon doth with delight
Look round her when the heavens are bare;
Waters on a starry night
Are beautiful and fair;
The sunshine is a glorious birth;
But yet I know, where'er I go,
That there hath past away a glory from the earth.[/i] |
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Post by leahbelle on Jan 5, 2009 16:30:28 GMT -5
 Harvey and I were closer than Mom and Dad realize. They assume that what he did doesn't affect me. They think I blame them...I'll be honest. I do. I really can't help it! Everyone at home may think I was spoiled, but I tried to fight it. They got me something if I so much as looked at it. I had to stop shopping with them, for God's sake! Riding Thunder is the only thing that kept me sane...Harvey hated horses. He could do the same. I understood...he had his dog, after all.
Surely there was another option open to him? I wish I had been there...I feel so horrible. Like I could have talked him out of it. I guess we'll never know. Mom and Dad should have paid more attention! They decided last night I'm going back to Hogwarts after all. I wasn't going to. I could have stayed home, but my fifth year looked so promising they couldn't keep me away. School will be a welcome distraction after this disaster.
R.I.P. Harvey. |
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Post by leahbelle on Feb 15, 2009 10:42:20 GMT -5
After they told me about Harvey. Explanation enough? |
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Post by leahbelle on Jun 25, 2009 15:05:17 GMT -5
Daddy thought he would send me this picture and remind me of when I used to be his little girl. Cute, right? Yeah...apparently he thought so. The worst part is that I remember this. Harvey had just gotten first place in his marching band competition, and I was so happy for him. He put his hat on me...I felt so special! I hope he doesn't expect this to work. I won't forgive either of them for what happened. Mom will probably try sending me pictures too. God, I wish I could tell them to leave me alone sometimes, but I know I'm too nice to ever actually do it. I need some time to just let go and relax. Any chance I could get that here at Hogwarts? Possibly. I need to call up a friend. |
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Post by leahbelle on Jun 25, 2009 15:13:57 GMT -5
I have yet to feel as important as I felt in that moment. It felt as though the world was holding their breath to see me, even if it was just a stupid school concert. I had a solo that night. I haven't really sung since. It reminds me of when I played Leyia in the school play...she was supposed to be this adulteress who ticked off someone's wife and got murdered. It sounds so raunchy...Harvey kept laughing at me because I was freaked out by the prospect. It turned out really well, though. I'll have to ask Mom to send some pictures of it. No one would believe it otherwise. I need to talk to someone so badly...maybe Livy is available? |
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Post by leahbelle on Jun 25, 2009 15:19:23 GMT -5
She actually sent one of the pictures. I was assuming she wouldn't, since they know I'm mad at them and we haven't been talking lately. We haven't actually talked for a while now, but it's gotten worse. Well, you see what I was talking about earlier. Total slut, right? Wow. I must be growing up, at least inside. I'm cursing now. Hopefully it won't become a habit. I feel like I'm falling into some kind of dark hole, and I'm helpless to get myself out of it. I'm going to end up doing something really stupid, and I already know it. I'll probably hurt myself. Does that make me feel alive? If it works, I don't know if I'll be able to regret it. What am I turning into? |
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Post by leahbelle on Jun 27, 2009 16:00:32 GMT -5
Livy agreed to go out with me sometime and listen to me rant. I know I've got more friends than just Olivia, but at the moment I can't think of any. I was there for her last time. Wait. Even last time, she was pretty much there for me to. The funny thing is, she isn't even, like, a close, sisterly-type friend. She's just always there when I need her. Even if she isn't going to be her normal, bouncy self, I still want her there. Maybe she can share some of her sugar. I was actually thinking of trying my first alcoholic drink, since everyone says it helps you forget. I know it's only temporary and all, but maybe that's just what I need right now. A temporary fix, even if it's for a not-so-temporary problem. Maybe my mind will fix itself. |
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Post by leahbelle on Jun 28, 2009 21:41:10 GMT -5
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