For DJ...

The topic of best friends has come up a lot for me lately.


Someone asked me what I think the difference is between a friend and a best friend, and this got me thinking about my own friends. This list is for them, and is dedicated to Miss DJ, who has been there for me through some tough times lately.

She is my best friend because...


She's always been there, even when things were really difficult



She listens to me when I'm not making any sense (which is a lot of the time)



I find that I can tell her anything, without fear of judgement





She knows just what to say to make me laugh when I'm down



I trust her implicitly, because she's never once broken my trust





She just understands me in a way that no one else does, we're so alike and yet so different, she just "gets" me, my humour, and the stupid things I say that no one else finds funny



She never judges me, she accepts me for everything that I am, the good as well as the ugly





Whatever choice I make, she gives me her support. She's always on my side no matter what, and she never tries to control me



She knows my faults, and the mistakes I've made, but she never brings them up to throw them back in my face



She knows my secret fears, the thoughts I tell no one else, she's seen me cry and has laughed with me countless times



We rarely fight because we are honest with eachother, upfront, we're not afraid to tell eachother the truth



We never find ourselves without something to talk about, no matter how pointless a conversation it is



She is a kindred spirit, my soul sister. I can't imagine my world without her

My Skin

My Skin by Natalie Merchant

Take a look at my body

Look at my hands

There's so much here that I don't understand

Your face saving promises

Whispered like prayers

But I don't need them

No, I don't need them

Contempt loves the silence

It thrives in the dark

With fine winding tendrils

That strangle the heart

Oh I need the darkness

The sweetness

The sadness

The weakness

I need this

I need a lullaby

A kiss goodnight

Angel sweet

Love of my life

Oh I need this

Do you remember the way you touched me before?

All the trembling sweetness I loved and adored?

Is it dark enough?

Can you see me?

Do you want me?

Can you reach me?

"Who, being loved, is poor?"
Oscar Wilde

What can I say? Life is good.
It is full of unexpected suprises. One minute all seems lost and the next I am on top of the world. Things change constantly and I welcome the change. It always turns out to be for the better.
I am all smiles =)