When i lived in Cairns, I had this friend who was two years younger than me. We met at a party and used to hang out a lot together, and me being the token person with a licence i drove her around a lot. We had so much fun and i made heaps of new friends through her. Albeit i'd say their not true friends as i wouldnt have a clue where any of them are now. It all kind of stopped when i moved to townsville for uni - we kept in touch for a little bit, but not that much.
I just stumbled on her "space" filled with semi nude shots of her, and her stripper friends. The face is so drawn out, her skin so gaunt, my heart sunk right to the ground. I knew she'd had some shitty boyfriends and didnt know what she wanted to do with her life, but to see a pale skeleton of the girl i used to know really made me think. It reminds me a little of that lazy boy song.. underwear goes outside the underpants. I wonder what would have happened if i'd still been there to.. "guide her" through the growing up part of her life after school?
I'm sure it wouldnt be different, because people choose their own paths, but it really makes me think.
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