tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42485782029043119682024-03-05T07:44:38.106-08:00My Life As Liz Was Already TakenLiz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-2654243396424832432013-12-26T18:26:00.000-08:002013-12-26T19:20:23.701-08:00Dear Ant...<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/ngwSAgewU_o" width="560"></iframe>
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I want to start this off by saying I'm sorry. If you are reading this then I have been gone for quite some time. I really should have left you with some sort of explanation, but with everything you were going through I didn't want to burden you with my problems. I know that if I talked this out with you I still would have made the decision that I made. Don't ever feel like you failed me, you made my life so much better. I held on for longer because of you. You have always inspired me, but things have just gotten to the point where making this decision for myself is a lot better for me. I'm sorry, because the last thing I'd ever want to do is to cause you any kind of pain, but I know you and I know you can deal with this.<br />
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I can only imagine the shit you've been going through. With Amanda, work, school, everything. I know you can handle all of this, because you are a warrior. I've told you time and time again. Like you said, everything happens for a reason, right? You got this. I just feel horrible because I feel like what I'm about to do will cause you to feel abandoned. I don't want to leave my partner in crime, but I do think it's time for us to deal with our own stuff as individuals. I know, you'll probably think I took the easy way out, that I ran away, I'd hate to have to be put in the same category as Ellie, but I do hope that I helped shape your life in the same way you helped shape mine.<br />
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You're the best in the world, you're my spaceboy, the warrior, Blue, the black sheep, Party Poison, the mouth from the south, but to me you'll always be the man on the moon. You are too good for this world, and me? I just can't handle this world anymore. I'm glad you were in my life, and I adore you and love you for every second you spent with me. Whether it be on the phone, or on Skype, watching Beast Wars, Star Wars, playing Yellow Version, talking about what Hot Topic has in stock in California, watching horrendous music videos, or even talking about The Walking Dead. You will always be The Man On The Moon. It's unfair all the shit that you go through on the daily. I've seen you at your happiest, and then I've seen you crash down. This world is ugly, and you are a shining light of hope. Don't let them call you crazy, don't let them hold you down. You get right back up, you stand up, dust yourself off and you fight, not because you want to, but because you need to. You are a warrior, that is your gift and your curse.<br />
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Do me a favor, ease up with the cocky arrogant shit. It is you to a certain extent, but just like every single one of your exes knows there is that sweet side to you. You are one of the most gentle people I have ever met. You are sweet, caring, and you love unconditionally. Goddamn, do you ever love unconditionally. You have such a huge heart, one that eclipses any size of an ego that you can ever have. You are a miracle to anyone and everyone who's life you touch. Tear down those walls and let more people in. Let the world know how amazing you are by showing it and not just talking about it. You have so much to offer this world.<br />
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I know you'll never do what I am about to do, because you aren't a quitter. You will never take the easy way out. You are a much better person than I could ever be. I'm sorry if this makes you cry. That wasn't my intention. I didn't want to post this on Christmas, and I didn't want to post this too close to New Year's. I figured this would be a good day to do it. I want you to remember everything that you taught me, and all the time we spent together. I want you to hold the memories close, all the good times, all the bad times, everything that has caused you an ounce of pain, and I want you to keep that mentality that you've always had, and create something beautiful out of that pain.<br />
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You have always been able to see the happiness through the smog. You have always been able to see a deeper meaning into things. You say it's because of your bipolar disorder, I say it's because you are amazing. Remember that time you and I were in San Francisco and we stared at the bay, and you talked about the moonlight on the water, and how you could look into the colors and find a whole other world in it? That still amazes me. And I know you did the same thing with Amanda at Applebee's. Remember? The lamp? YOu have always been able to take something out of nothing. Silent Radio, blog after blog, THE END, Keep Running, you have always been able to see the good in things, the good in people, even when they don't deserve a second chance, you have always been there to offer it, but how many times have you been given a second chance? People are stupid, Ant. People tend to push you away because deep down they see the same thing I do, you are too good for this world, and they aren't good enough to be with someone like you. Now don't let this go to your head! The last thing we need is for your ego to be inflated even more than it is, but I want you to know that I didn't just run away without saying goodbye.<br />
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I love you bugslut, and I always will. You will never know how much you impacted my life, and you will never understand how much you mean to me. I'm sorry. Please don't hate me for what I have to do, and please don't ever forget me. Every time you feel alone, I'll be there. Every time you watch an episode of Beast Wars I'll be right there with you. Any time you want to talk, just speak, and I'll be listening. I love you. Please hang in there, and know that you are better than all of this. You'll be fine. It's ironic, I've always said love and rockets, and to me you've always been the man on the moon. I guess I'm just going to go build my rocket now, so hopefully one day I'll see you again. Stay strong, warrior.<br />
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Love & Rockets,<br />
Liz<br />
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ps: Don't you ever stop loving. That's your gift to the world. Keep on loving, and keep on seeing the good in things. Always.Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-65446918376934259412013-10-24T00:07:00.004-07:002013-10-24T00:07:44.723-07:00My Question Mark 2<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://energizedbymusicloveandlife.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-question-mark-2.html">Read this</a></span></b>Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-26585572079435110392013-07-27T10:34:00.001-07:002013-07-27T10:34:41.602-07:00READ THIS!!Everyone NEEDS to read this:<br />
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<a href="http://energizedbymusicloveandlife.blogspot.com/2013/04/099-my-first-love.html"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>My First Love</b></span></a></div>
Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-25999781575184865182013-07-13T21:14:00.001-07:002013-07-13T21:14:18.607-07:00Antony & AmandaI've spent a good chunk of this weekend reading blog posts and tweets from a very good friend named, Antony. Recently he and his girlfriend of nine months broke up. They have been broken up for about two and a half weeks. From what I understand it was his girlfriend (at the time) Amanda's decision to end the relationship because Antony was getting too angry and letting his bipolar disorder get the best of him.<br />
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As far as I know Antony wasn't happy in the relationship either, citing that Amanda would rather go party with her friends than to be with him. Neither side was putting any effort into fixing things, and when their break was finally over Amanda decided to end the relationship.<br />
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I guess, from what I was told, it was a mutual break-up, and that the two sides hugged it out and tried to fix things on their own ends in order to come back together eventually.<br />
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This is where things get a little complicated as far as I know. Antony told me that he tried to hang out with Amanda but that she was always declining, citing that she was busy or tired. Antony eventually stopped trying because he was afraid he was annoying her.<br />
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Antony then started to help out and HANG OUT A LOT with another girl. Antony says nothing is going on and that he's only there to mentor her because she is a manager (which he and Amanda also are) at where they work. So Antony and this girl have been hanging out a lot, and according to him they are just friends.<br />
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Now Amanda is jealous and angry and told Antony that she's happy without him, that she doesn't know why she stayed with him for so long, and that she doesn't love him anymore.<br />
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Now I have to sit here and watch my friend who left this relationship to deal with his bipolar disorder go through an unnecessary struggle because a girl basically wrote him off based on an assumption.<br />
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I'd hate to sit here and preach, but the way I see it both sides are wrong. Antony gave up and walked away from Amanda because she wasn't responding the way he wanted. Maybe Amanda really was tired, and she couldn't hang out. Antony instead went off and spent TOO MUCH TIME WITH ANOTHER GIRL and effectively threw it in Amanda's face. I feel bad for Amanda, because it does look bad.<br />
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Now, I also feel bad for Antony, because I know he didn't hang out with this other girl to piss Amanda off, but to actually help her out because that's the kind of guy he is. He is the sweetest person I have ever met. Anyway, now he is in hot water because Amanda is angry, pissed, hurt, and basically feels betrayed by the person she loves the most in this world (even if she won't admit it) because she thinks he went off and found a replacement.<br />
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In my opinion BOTH Antony & Amanda are stupid. Antony really should have known that hanging out with this other girl would have been a HUGE issue from the start. Amanda should NOT HAVE been so mean to Antony and said what she said. I know Amanda is hurting, but it's not fair to say what she said.<br />
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Now I sit here, watching Antony unravel and hearing about how Amanda is pretending like nothing is going on. I feel bad for both of them, because they were perfect together.<br />
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I have never seen Antony happier than when he was with Amanda. He sounded so alive, so happy, so not like he usually is. Now, now I see the depressed side of him again. I see the hurt in him. I want so badly to be over there to give him a hug, but I can't do a thing about it.<br />
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I want to shake Amanda and make her realize what she's doing. Because I know deep down she is still in love with Antony. She's just too hurt and too proud to admit it.<br />
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Why am I writing this? Maybe in hopes that these two will read this and will realize that they are being insanely stupid. Are you both ready to throw away everything you had because of some stupid decisions that BOTH OF YOU HAVE MADE?<br />
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Now I'm crying about this. And I really shouldn't be. I just want the two of you to realize how much you each mean to eachother. Maybe in time things will get easier, but right now it is breaking my heart to watch you both hurt. Please don't let your love die.Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-31789652401347809682013-04-16T12:40:00.003-07:002013-04-16T12:40:40.035-07:00Cali, Get At Me!I'm back in Cali wandering the streets of Manteca with an iPhone and a green backpack. Hit me up if you wanna hang. I'll be here till mid summer.<br />
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<3 California Love</div>
Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-67026431957889127452013-04-09T07:13:00.001-07:002013-04-09T07:13:58.365-07:00Shut up!OMG. There is so much bitching and moaning on blogger. So many fucking cry babies. Maybe your plans didn't go the way you wanted them to because you were too busy doing drugs and going to parties. Maybe it's because you are an immature fuck up.Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-43312459051968025832013-01-08T22:34:00.002-08:002013-01-08T22:34:55.198-08:00CHICAGO?i guess the bitch finally went nutsLiz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-79404580446619626542012-11-17T09:40:00.002-08:002012-11-17T09:40:56.328-08:00amazingI read something very amazing today that made me smile.<br />
I feel you should all read it:<br />
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<a href="http://personalapathy.blogspot.com/2012/11/a-world-that-is-too-big.html">http://personalapathy.blogspot.com/2012/11/a-world-that-is-too-big.html</a>Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-84404527176158731582012-11-17T09:24:00.002-08:002012-11-17T09:24:45.315-08:00friendships are fickleI guess he REALLY isn't talking to me anymore. I guess having a girlfriend has changed him. Whatever though. I guess our friendship never meant anything to him.Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-55339168047311422672012-10-21T16:12:00.001-07:002012-10-21T16:12:24.062-07:00Bitches...<div style="text-align: right;">
<i><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">will be bitches.</span></b></i></div>
Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-8151984956469930592012-09-30T16:41:00.000-07:002012-09-30T16:42:40.403-07:00To The New Girl<br />
I know I'm not the only one who feels like this right now:<br />
<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646300620915498114" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKXLCyko0qj8Jq1f2mIlBOADcPN_6XSbMa1ESvskHaTtNILmsw2XDFsYRkjJtlwqObdZ-xX9xpPexMzpx64DzJZo7dxdpOT8qic51PKQ4uDJmXwAWntq6ZdOOhnEbTdHzpj7ej5pdSU-8/s400/dearnewgirlf.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-36330316160931546212012-07-08T14:04:00.001-07:002012-09-03T22:51:22.611-07:00the truth isi don't give a damnLiz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-90801989226448305332012-06-29T23:43:00.001-07:002012-06-29T23:43:58.024-07:00RIP Antonyyou were taken way too soon.Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-34672790367417142962012-06-06T08:44:00.000-07:002012-06-06T08:45:40.219-07:00My BoyfriendMy boyfriend bought me, my best friend, and his crush cinnamon raisin bagels just because. Breakfast double dating with an almost couple is so much fun. Now Ant just needs to make it official so we can double date all the time :)Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-46641508138015023402012-05-17T16:05:00.000-07:002012-05-17T16:05:00.080-07:00off the market:)Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-41605092266471093332012-04-11T22:26:00.003-07:002012-04-11T22:27:16.385-07:00fire & rain<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pIJu0J9u-1Q" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="250" width="500"></iframe><br /></div>Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-6309132236900717742012-04-06T18:18:00.000-07:002012-04-06T19:22:52.640-07:00Jelly<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I think I'm jealous of my friends.<br />I don't like that the boy is rekindling things with an ex.<br />I don't like that the skinny one has an obvious crush on his work friend.<br />I don't like that the girl is engaged.<br /></span></div><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">why is everyone coupling up except me? :(</span>Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-51327943915802174222012-04-04T19:29:00.002-07:002012-04-04T19:30:05.064-07:00i wish i had a tumblr<div style="text-align: right; font-family: times new roman;">then i could be online all day too.</div>Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-83316508465090219722012-03-06T20:46:00.005-08:002012-03-06T20:48:22.220-08:00-le sigh-<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:250%;">I'm in a</span> <span style="font-size:800%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">FUNK</span></span>.<br /></div>Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-36871231635258431762012-02-14T10:00:00.000-08:002012-02-14T10:16:17.490-08:00Valentine's Day Sucks<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3betpBs2VvN9g5AS9hzdM3DJZJ1tXQtULCNocBdHaTKn0yT5FvgZ6jlnJ4CNdibCAqsgCMY88GdnIAbUuX5497EJKBVpbdVYEGTNGUDUsZvtEyNVxhEevVvLart51G9Y3_kdrjz6_KuI/s1600/black-bite-me-candy-heart-underwear_design.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 178px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3betpBs2VvN9g5AS9hzdM3DJZJ1tXQtULCNocBdHaTKn0yT5FvgZ6jlnJ4CNdibCAqsgCMY88GdnIAbUuX5497EJKBVpbdVYEGTNGUDUsZvtEyNVxhEevVvLart51G9Y3_kdrjz6_KuI/s400/black-bite-me-candy-heart-underwear_design.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709053714383734450" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qf4Ea59Uods"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;">MERRY HAPPY</span></a><br />I'm a horrible person. My boyfriend and I broke up this morning because I flipped out on a small argument. It's bad to admit, but I never really cared much for him. I know this argument could have been avoided, and we could still be together, but that's not what I wanted. I didn't want a shitty Valentine's Day though. But here I am, on Blogger, texting my best friend who's Valentine's Day date cancelled on him last night. All I can do is listen to Kate Nash's "Merry Happy" over and over on youtube since my ipod doesn't seem to want to turn on today.<br /><br />I don't want to do anything today. Not even playing Plants vs. Zombies seems to be entertaining. Ant even let me borrow Star Wars on bluray, but I don't even want to pop that in and watch. I want to do nothing but stay in bed on my laptop all day. Why is there so much emphasis on today? Today isn't very special. Is it the 15th yet?Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-87337191118365594102012-02-10T13:50:00.000-08:002012-02-10T13:53:11.313-08:00Fun Friday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDW9femIhrFFne_qTaYqTGc6aVI4sHqeVdcF5IIFuEt6rb0lr_ufnpZaeJbeAJIlsluw0n4x8kJKTusZsxEuowmVu0mI23Cy3__AoE6YZki6mKJ2MP6lJvgiHWjmikgtakjULOxbL0AfM/s1600/Wheres-the-Beef-Shirt.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDW9femIhrFFne_qTaYqTGc6aVI4sHqeVdcF5IIFuEt6rb0lr_ufnpZaeJbeAJIlsluw0n4x8kJKTusZsxEuowmVu0mI23Cy3__AoE6YZki6mKJ2MP6lJvgiHWjmikgtakjULOxbL0AfM/s400/Wheres-the-Beef-Shirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707628195639708978" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Hanging out with the best friend, prepping him for his V-Day date, and getting Wendy's. Today is going to be a very good day :)Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-91205517478998652042012-01-30T09:24:00.000-08:002012-01-30T09:34:21.285-08:00Stars<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DSX5J4Ij-9s?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" width="420" frameborder="0" height="315"></iframe><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I spent most of the weekend with him. I was the first person he told when he found out about the engagement. I saw his brown eyes screaming in pain. I saw that old familiar fear return to him. I hate seeing him like this, but I understand why he's hurting.<br /><br />My friend is in love with a girl, a girl who is going to get married. For the longest time a lot of us have always had this idea of the two of them being meant for eachother. I never really liked her much because of that. I understand what it's like to love someone you can't have, but to love someone who in turn loves you back but then runs away, I don't get that.<br /><br />We spent most of the weekend talking. The only mention of football was when we both realized we had missed the Pro Bowl game, to which he replied, "The NFC always wins anyway." The AFC killed, actually.<br /><br />I saw him in the most vulnerable state I've seen him in since the big break-up. You'd think the two of them broke up or something. I understand now it's not about losing her as a potential love interest, he's afraid of losing her as a friend.<br /><br />This weekend I saw the true test of friendship. He bottles it up inside and keeps the pain to himself and he won't tell her how he feels. He doesn't want to hurt her, he wants her to be happy.<br /><br />The only thing we could do to numb the pain was to play Hungry Hungry Hippos and to listen to this song on repeat as the rain clouds started to drift away.<br /><br />I can relate to him in a way, for the obvious reasons. Like he always says, "everything happens for a reason." If it's meant to be it'll happen. Right now he needs to be there for her, and I need to be there for him. Because that's what being a best friend is all about.<br /></div></div>Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-54145393068345173242011-12-15T12:56:00.000-08:002011-12-15T12:57:03.876-08:00The Bitch Is Back<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:300%;">YUP</span></div>Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-57461215454122505042011-11-13T15:09:00.001-08:002011-11-13T15:09:43.121-08:00secretly following my blog?<span style="font-size:180%;">you aren't that slick, miss.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;">you know who you are.<br /></div>Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248578202904311968.post-106712023386779712011-10-21T20:47:00.000-07:002011-10-21T20:54:43.162-07:00AntonyThis is what kind of person my best friend is:<br /><br />He will take out $140 to pay off his registration for his truck,<br />complain about how he doesn't have money,<br />then 10 seconds later he will give money to a guy standing outside of Raley's collecting for special needs people.<br />That guy gave us each a tootsie roll for donating.<br />We drive out of the parking lot and Ant stops and gives a homeless guy his last five dollars and his tootsie roll.<br /><br />He went to the DMV to pay off his registration and didn't realize that they added a $4 processing fee, so instead of it being $137 as he anticipated, it turned out to be $141. He had given the extra $7 he had in his wallet to charity and to a homeless person. I gave him the dollar since he was so amazing and caring.<br /><br />I love my best friend so much. He's so amazing, and so selfless. It's hard not to have a crush on him sometimes when he does things like this. It's moments like this that leave me amazed at how caring he is, and it leaves me so confused as to why he is single. Seriously ladies, he's available! If skateboard-p doesn't swoop him up I'm going to punch her in the throat.Liz Liz Bo Bizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16983803824027603517noreply@blogger.com1