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Post by Pete Wentz on Apr 22, 2007 13:02:48 GMT -5
it's been one of those days for a lot of days now i need a day when the world can take care of itself [/i]. It had bee so out of character for Patrick, but Pete presumed he'd really, really pushed him to the edge with his depression and constant self-hatred. Pete knew he shouldn't do half the things he did, but he found it impossible most of the time. It was so much easier to hate on himself than try and forgive himself for all the stupid things that he did. [/color][/size][/blockquote][/ul] this isn't what i wanted how i thought my life would turn out and I wonder if it's like this from here on out
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Post by Brodie Dhonchaindh on Apr 22, 2007 13:35:48 GMT -5
You know how us Catholic girls can be We make up for so much time a little too late
[/i] to look at it. The photo was old, but not that old taken at that fateful show in 2003, her first gig, her first time seeing Fall Out Boy and the day she decided that music was her life. The photo was dark, but you could easily make out the fifteen year old Brodie on Derycks back and of course, the back in the back ground. There was a determination in her voice that she hadn't heard in a long time, not since...well before all of this; "I stood and watched you on that stage, I was fifteen and I looked at you and thought 'I want to be like him, if I can play like that I'll be happy.' Then it all went shit up. I screwed up and I know it, then you walked back in to my life and you were there at the right time. The car crash wasn't your fault Pete, none of this is any of your fault. I know you hear it all the time from fans, and I bet you didn't think you would hear it form me. But you saved my life, you saved it twice. I hear you talk about your mistakes and how much of an idiot you are. I hope you realize that you make a difference and you changed someone for the better. Before its too late.Wow, what a way to make up...[/blockquote][/ul][/color] I never forgot it, confusing as it was No fun with no guilt feelings [/size]
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Post by Pete Wentz on Apr 22, 2007 14:00:08 GMT -5
sometimes life gets you, but we go on sometimes life gets you, we're still going on [/i] was laughable. He wasn't anyone to look up to, he wasn't a role model at all - he had driven a car into a tree, for fucks sake! It hadn't been intentional but it could all have been prevented so very easily.[/color][/size][/blockquote][/ul] we're not done yet not going quietly into the night, not me and my friends
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Post by Brodie Dhonchaindh on Apr 22, 2007 14:24:23 GMT -5
The sinners, the saviors, the loveless priests I'll see you next Sunday
[/b] She told him, repeating exactly the same words that he had said to her in that Graveyard. Exactly the same words. Contrary to what he thought she had been listing. "Sitting in silence here when your band are worried about you, when I'm worried about you." Another pause as she watched him for some sort of reaction. "Pete your a fucking amazing bassist, you have...an energy on stage I've never seen...and you have something that so many other musicians lack, you have a heart in your music, you have lyrics like I've never heard before."She stopped suddenly and looked at him. Her eyes narrowed slightly she just couldn't get the words out properly, she couldn't get them out properly. "Pete...stop living in your mistakes and look at what you have right in front of you. You have an amazing band, you have amazing friends..." Sometimes she was slightly envious of him. "Do you remember what you said to me. 'One person can walk into your life and change everything one day, It just takes one person to make a difference.' Please...don't do this. I'm sorry...I should have listened to you the first time Pete...because you were right. And I had to lose everything I had until I realized that your were right the whole time."She was almost finished, once she said this she had no idea what was going to happen, she had no idea how he would react to it; "For the love of god Pete, I'm sorry the car crash happened ok. I'm worry you and Will got hurt because of me. I wasn't your fault. For fuck sake Pete look up and look at what you have right in front of you because you lose it. I wont let you."[/blockquote][/ul][/color] We all had our reasons to be there We all had a thing or two to learn We all needed something to cling to So we did [/color][/b][/size]
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Post by Pete Wentz on Apr 22, 2007 14:48:05 GMT -5
you're walking like you never seen the light you're walking like it every night [/color][/size][/blockquote][/ul] but i've never seen you dance and i've never heard you sing so how can it mean a single thing it's all so rudimentary
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Post by Brodie Dhonchaindh on Apr 22, 2007 15:26:19 GMT -5
I sang Alleluia in the choir I confessed my darkest deeds to an envious man My brothers they never went blind for what they did [/color] [/b] She growled before looking at the photo and snatching it off the table, she stared at it for a few moments. She stood up and stuffed the photo in to her back pocket and pushed though the people. She was looking for him, looking everywhere she could think of in the club. She pushed people out the way, her search becoming more frantic as every corner, every alcove and every space at the bar didn't have him in it. She felt a slight panic as she looked round the club one last time and it became even more evident that Pete was indeed not in the club. "Fuck!" She growled, running a hand though her hair as she pushed though the incoming people and finally she felt the cool New York air slap her in the face. She looked round the street, looked around the people and he wasn't there. He was no where to be found. Brodie felt sick, for a moment she was worried until she realized that hey he was 27...he could look after himself, but she could feel that horrible paranoia nagging away at her, telling her something awful was happening. So she started walking, Brodie really had no idea where to go, She didn't even have a phone anymore, she could always go back to the bands apartment, now that she was clean...she would need to go back some and get all her stuff, need to start sorting her life out and find a place to live, try and forge a life out of what she had left. Which wasn't really that much but still she could try. She had to try, there was no other option. No other real solution. Brodie kept walking she stopped and smiled looking at the convenience store. She knew this one, a half melancholic smile as she leaned against the glass wall outside and took the photo out, looking at it she felt strangely. Sad. She missed Deryck. He was the only one she missed, she missed his laugh, his sense of humor, she missed his smile. Like the one in the photo, she missed her own smile. Biting her lip she sniffled. "Stupid Brodie. Can't even apologies properly. No wonder he left you." Relationships were complected at the best of times, especially when drugs got in the way. [/blockquote][/ul][/color] But I may as well have In the name of the Father, the Skeptic and the Son I had one more stupid question
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