When You See A War Infront Of You, Between Two People You Love, And You Have To Decide Which One You Love More, Because Walking Away Isn't An Option.

I'm Sorry Abi

I'm sure I look really hot right now, with my make-up running down my cheeks, yeah I'm sure I look so beautiful right now, with my wet hair sticking to my face. I'm sure any guy who could see my right now would get weak in the knees from my blood shot eyes. I am Cobra Starship's hot mess right now. Right now my heart is breaking, and not over some guy, no guy's aren't worth the time anymore. Right now I'm crying because two of my closest friends are at each other's neck, and I've decided who's "side" I'm on. Did you notice those fly quotations? No matter how convinced I can make myself, that I've made the right choice, I have the twing in my heart, of guilt because I had to hurt my other friend in the prosses. Do you know why this blog is called the Ray Principle? The Ray Principle are the two things I live, more to be added, if needed or discovered. 1) Don't lie. 2) Don't tell secrets not your own to tell. There is a reason why no lieing is the first one, and that's because lieing ruins lives. I really see no point in giving you the back story of how I came across my two lovley priciples, but now that I have a blog you can live through the more to come. I may just have to add one more right now. Here it is. 3) Don't get involved in someone else's war. I made the mistake in voicing my own opinion in a the battle of Abi vs. Nicole. I don't plan on going into the details of this story, seeing as that would break Ray Principle Numero Dos. (Number two, for the less inteligent.) Over the last few days I've been messaging Abi on facebook, and tonight I sent her the final of all messages I ever plan to send her. The last of words I ever plan to dirrect to her. Which really sucks, because I loved Abi like a sister, but I love Nicole as a sister, bestfriend, secret keeping...wizard. Nicole is the sane one in this battle of no friggen end, but tonight I cry for Abi. I cry for the loss of my friend. I cry for the fact that I wouldn't have had to lose either of them if I had the third principle already in place. Tonight I'm crying for someone besides myself, and tonight my heart is heavy.
Ray + Broken Heart = Hot Mess