Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family!!
I am thankful to have met you, to have had a friendship that lead to a crush that lead to a love that I'll never forget. I am thankful that you loved me no matter how fucked up my hair or shape up looked or how broke I was. You loved me for me and I'll never forget that. You proved that I can be 100% faithful and loyal if I truely love that person, YOU showed me the true meaning of love. How do I know? Because you know its true love when you save up whatever money you can, and bare the hunger for months cause you want to buy your girlfriend a necklace. Thats how you showed me love. I am thankful to have met you and had you in my life for about 2 to 3 years. I am also thankful that I was able to meet your family, people that I thought werent going to ever like me, and ended up showing me love that I never seen before. I am thankful for everything we've have done together and have experienced, the dates, those movie nights at my house with dominoes pizza and a bottle of sprite, the galleries, the kisses, the sex, the letters, and everything else I forgot to mention. And even though as the months pass, and weve both starting to move on and its starting to seem that we wont have a part 2 for the x555, I am thankful that you were the girl I fell in love with, and thankful that you are that person that when my kids (if their not with you) ask me who was my first love, i'll say Noemi Pujols. Even if I end up with a girl that I end up being with for like 4 years, doesnt matter, first love is your title. Im thankful for everything reinha. Happy thanksgiving.
Love,
-Obby Gabriel Vargas
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
porteguese love
[your are my moon,you are my queen,i love you for ever more]
gf spot on myspace
Knights tale poem
old about me
Its safe to say that I still spend most of my life time alone,I'm ALWAYS lonely.Why? I have no idea,it sure as hell isn't my choice.That's probably because why when i meet new people I get extremely excited and I start talking a lot,that's because I'm always alone,and I mean always,and if I get too excited i wont talk.This lonesomeness does get me,badly.I don't really have any close friends,no way near having many bestfriends,probably the reason for that is because they weren't there from the start.I'm soon finishing with high school and I still don't know what i want to do with my life and it scares me.Actually I do know what i want to do,and that's live life free,live life different from your average joe,live life like most haven't.I've been through a lot of pain in my life,major reason for my horrible nerves so I've been told.I want to help people,people who others have turned their back on them,and left them in the cold.I love helping people so much that if someone comes to me i would seriously put my issues aside and on hold just to help that person and i give it my all to help them.I don't know whats my purpose in life,and i stop questioning that cause i figured,why spend your life trying to figure that out? Life wont be exciting anymore if you really found out your purpose.Day by day I do question my self about other things such as why have I lived such a past? why am I so scared for things that make me feel good? I still feel like I'm looking at life through broken windows.I love doing photography but I feel like i hold my self back,I'm waiting for the day I go out and go all out taking pics not giving a fuck.Music is therapy for me.I want to live life without stupid stress and issues just like everyone else who's afraid to live a different way.I'm starting to live a life where my heart lightens up my dark depressing body and soul.I want to fly away,somewhere else where no one has been.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
No one relates.
The people ive spent my whole life with
Don't know me
I'm like a old book with no pages
They can't read me
Or better yet,don't bother to open
People I hold conversations with daily are blind
They can't see me
The guy in the mirror i see once in a blue moon
Swears he knows me
But he can't relate to me.
Don't know me
I'm like a old book with no pages
They can't read me
Or better yet,don't bother to open
People I hold conversations with daily are blind
They can't see me
The guy in the mirror i see once in a blue moon
Swears he knows me
But he can't relate to me.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
her bday card
Its prodigious how much of a great blessing she is
She shines brighter than a full moon,right above where the sea is
My heart could never withdraw,She leaves me in a state of awe
Perfect picture are we,something that the gods could draw
Her freckles resembles the surface of the moon's spots
Her real name is Artemis,resting on the moon's top
I would give up anything,to preserve her in my era
Shes by my side,how could an era be better
And her petite beauty marks,are like the dots of art
Cause she's the god's master piece
And when Im with her I surpass heaven and nirvana
And attain a great master's peace
I aspire she keeps feeding me love till i become obese
We're an heavenly couple,zues and juno,like the gods of Greece
We shall never cease,and her supremacy reign
Halts in my brain
And tell me Artemis,why make it rain?
When your streams of light can pierce and slice
Through those grey clouds of doubt.
She shines brighter than a full moon,right above where the sea is
My heart could never withdraw,She leaves me in a state of awe
Perfect picture are we,something that the gods could draw
Her freckles resembles the surface of the moon's spots
Her real name is Artemis,resting on the moon's top
I would give up anything,to preserve her in my era
Shes by my side,how could an era be better
And her petite beauty marks,are like the dots of art
Cause she's the god's master piece
And when Im with her I surpass heaven and nirvana
And attain a great master's peace
I aspire she keeps feeding me love till i become obese
We're an heavenly couple,zues and juno,like the gods of Greece
We shall never cease,and her supremacy reign
Halts in my brain
And tell me Artemis,why make it rain?
When your streams of light can pierce and slice
Through those grey clouds of doubt.
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