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Boyfriend (Justin Bieber Cover) - Kris Holly
Here’s a new cover for you guys. It’s a bit short, but I hope you still enjoy this rendition.
Let me know what you think. Spread the love!
(Source: krisholly)
Flowers from the Mister.
Call me old-fashioned. I got these for the Miss and gave them to her after talking things out with her. I thought it would have been rude if I just shoved them in her face and said “Sorry.” I know they don’t look like much; I have given her better many times before (I cannot count how many flowers she has received from me). But I figured she would not need so much for an apology.
We may not have many conflicts, but whenever we do disagree, it is always the same routine; it has been the same since high school. It is something I try not to question anymore. No words are exchanged between one another, which makes it more difficult on us, but I always know it will pass and make us stronger. Every relationship is different. This is ours. I always loved her, and I always will.
Boo, motherfucker.
Either the purpose of dressing this way is to advertise and stop domestic violence or she’s a zombie. Or at least, I think she’s a zombie… Ahaha. Although she’s “dead” for Halloween, she’s much alive in my heart. Every. Day. :) This brings the inner necrophiliac out of me though. >:) This past year, I’ve grown quite an attachment to zombies, mainly due to the fact that there were a decent amount of movies released. And a series I recently started watching: AMC’s The Walking Dead. I love this. And her too. Sometimes. Haha.
Here it is! The official…
‘Right Now’ - Kris Holly & Yami Lee (Ft. Germ)
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@krisholly is the nigga tho! :)
Walking down the Mission, we came across a photo booth. It was awesome. The only downside to it was the fact that it was in Spanish. There was no option for English translation. I tried my best to use my basic knowledge from textbook Spanish, but it didn’t work out so well. We ended up taking two of what was supposed to be four pictures, but @krisholly pressed a button (no I’m not blaming her!) and it ended up printing just this one picture on all four panels. It’s all good tho. I don’t think our money went to waste. It was a fun experience just sitting awkwardly in the booth. It’s a cute pose at least. We decided to cut the strip vertically down the middle. Now she has the other half to my piece. Maybe running into random photo booths will be our new guilty pleasure from now on. Meheh. :)
Maga/Show Show - Daphne Loves Derby
No one will ever understand how relevant this song is. I’m taking it back to MySpace days. Remember back when you had a MySpace profile and could add the one song to set the mood for your viewers? Little was it known by anyone that @krisholly and I would put up songs that reflected our own personal views/interests. Simply speaking, we would display songs about/to each other whenever we experienced a bump in the road. However, it was never established who/what the song was for. We had song-fights in disguise. Haha.
While having @krisholly stay over this past weekend, we came across the idea of our MySpaces. We logged onto our old profiles and looked through our playlists. It was surprising to find out how many songs we had posted for one another. But there was one song, which wasn’t listed, that had me stumped. I remember the song quite vividly, but I just couldn’t piece the lyrics together correctly. I only remember the rhythm. We searched for the song and found it. This is the very song that defeated me. This was her sad song for me. From the first moment she posted this on her profile, I couldn’t stop listening. I ain’t too proud to tell you that I used to cry sometimes about it (might I remind you I was a young teenager). Lyrics inflicted the most pain.
“If I make you wait/ Will you leave a note that says ‘I missed you again.’/ All apologies I owe/ Have all lost their worth.”
This song hits home right at the very beginning. I wrote Holly a bunch of letters back in high school. Whenever I would just be tired of our stubborn fights, I would write her, and I think even tell her I missed her. This was my usual way of apologizing.
“We’ve become so desperate but silent…/ I won’t say a word cause I don’t want to lose/ What we have left.”
This describes the extensive periods of silence where not a single word was exchanged between the two of us, fearing that we would make our predicament worse by saying something and sparking an angry emotion in either one of us. Or that’s what I feared, at least.
“If you’ll be my love,/ I’ll be your mistake./ If you need your space,/ Then I’ll face a distance./ It’s not that I’m brave./ I just finally realized that I/ I’ve never, I’ve never been there for you.”
Despite what she thinks, she’s always been there for me. She was the primary example of what I wanted in a significant other. Sometimes, I don’t know why I decided to settle for less. She’s been one of my best friends for the longest time. Why did I ever choose to look elsewhere? If anything, I made the vital mistakes. Maybe if I had been more patient, I could’ve avoided all of the self-inflicted pain. Space has never been a problem for us.
“I know it’s not safe, but we do what it takes/ To stay far away/ From the truth/ From the pain…/ We can try our best to be surprised.”
It was never safe for us to stay far away from the truth/pain. The feelings were always there, but we never chose to act on them due to the fact that we thought maybe it’s what was best for the both of us. Even though the tone of the song is morose, it will always be something entertaining to look back on. It’s in the past. We are, without a doubt, surprised with where we are now. Never did either of us think that we’d end up here. But none of that matters now. We’re both happy. :’)
Guess who stayed the weekend (10/14/2011-10/16/2011)! Y’all already know. Haha. I’m not sure if I’m allowed to post any pictures, but just this one will suffice. I hope she doesn’t hate me for using it. Eh… It’s okay. Posting this up will make up for all those other individual pictures she spammed my photo booth with. Haha.
We had ourselves an eventful weekend. Thinking about it, she’s helped given me some of the best weekends I’ve ever had since I’ve been out here. From picking her up/dropping her off at Bart, cooking her breakfast/dinner, walking the Mission, chillin at Dolores park eating ice cream. It was all fun. I can’t begin to express how much I appreciate her for coming through to kick it. Simply waking up in the middle of the night and having her there brought the best out of me. I didn’t want to take any moment of her being there for granted. Probably explains why I was such a cuddlemonster the entire time.
I’m impatient for the next time she comes through, whenever that may be. But I’m giving my best effort to see her through this short-(long)-distance. I miss her every day. I should probably cut short here before I end up looking vulnerable. I don’t want to lose our game. Hahah.
