You're too sweet for rock & roll
and all I want to do is hangout with you. I’m just too tired to beg anymore. We’re growing apart again. Maybe it’s for the better. I’m not really sure anymore. For once I just wish you would ask me to hangout. I miss you.
Friday morning, September 17, my two best friends and I left at 3:30 am for an overnight trip to Winstar. It’s just an easy hour and half drive from where we live. As we always do we made a pit stop to grab some food, put in one of our favorite cds and headed out with the open road stretched out in front of us! About 45 minutes into the trip, one of Jessika’s most loved songs came on so the volume was on full blast! We were about 20 minutes from Texas Motor Speedway when our “close call” happened. As we’re driving along we come up on a fuel truck to our left and another 18-wheeler on our far right. We then realized that the 18-wheeler to our right was merging into OUR lane, we didn’t have time to do anything. He was coming over whether we were there or not. Jessika, who was driving, swerved to avoid the 18-wheeler hitting us but what we didn’t realize was that the fuel truck was still driving past us and as she swerved she nearly hit the fuel truck head on. In those split seconds of panic we all braced for impact. All three of us were ready to die. At that point there was no way we were going to survive what was about to happen to us. At last we all realized that nothing had happened. We were safe and everything was okay. How? We’re still not sure. We pulled off to the side of the road and calmed each other down. Everyone was in tears. None of us could really explain what had just happened. As we sat there and tried to recall what we went through, not one of us could come up with an explanation as to why we were still alive. So many things could have happened. I know for a fact if we would have hit that fuel truck we would have either exploded on impact or we would have been decapitated. It was just a freak accident waiting to happen. Coming that close to dying, is unexplainable. The only thing we could think of is that, there is a greater power out there and whoever or whatever it may be it was protecting and watching over us that night. For some reason we’re still here and I thank whoever it was that was protecting us from harm.
I’ve thought about it a lot these past few days and it still blows my mind. It made me realize that life is so very precious. All I wanted to do after that happened was come home and hug my mom, dad, my brother and all of my friends. Even the friends that I’m not too friendly with right now. Life is too short to have these silly fights with the people that mean the most to you. People make each other mad from time to time but it’s no reason to kick someone out of your life. Regret is something no one should have to feel, not even you. And if something had happened to us, to me that night I wouldn’t want you to have to deal with that feeling for the rest of your life. I just wish you would realize how foolish and unnecessary this is. I want you to understand that we’re not guaranteed every day on this earth. So, instead of being angry and upset, forgive and forget. I love you as a sister and always will, even if we never speak again. Just know I’ll always be here.
but you need to stay away from my house, seriously. You’re clearly not welcome and if you keep showing up, I will do something about it. Thank you.
AMAZING!
my stuff. It’s creepy, really.
(via followthehorizon, crossstheline)
righty-o. and no matter what anyone says - i love him more than anything in the world for that.
maybe we could have at least been friends. It’s a shame, really.
