The Bats Nest

Remember Remember the Fifth of November

“Remember, remember the fifth of November,
The gunpowder treason and plot,
I know of no reason
Why the gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot. “

RIP Guido Fawks

Guy Fawkes (13 April 1570 – 31 January 1606), also known as Guido Fawkes, the name he adopted while fighting for the Spanish in the Low Countries,[1][2] belonged to a group of Roman Catholic restorationists from England who planned the Gunpowder Plot of 1605.[3] Their aim was to displace Protestant rule by blowing up the Houses of Parliament while King James I and the entire Protestant, and even most of the Catholic, aristocracy and nobility were inside. The conspirators saw this as a necessary reaction to the systematic discrimination against English Catholics.

The Gunpowder Plot was led by Robert Catesby, but Fawkes was put in charge of its execution. He was arrested a few hours before the planned explosion, during a search of the cellars underneath Parliament in the early hours of 5 November prompted by the receipt of an anonymous warning letter.

Guy Fawkes Night (or “bonfire night”), held on 5 November in the United Kingdom and some parts of the Commonwealth, is a commemoration of the plot, during which an effigy of Fawkes is burned, often accompanied by a fireworks display.

So I tried talking to Kitty and she didnt even think about what she was supposed to be thinking about. Instead she decided I’d abandoned her. If I dont agree with her im abandoning her. I was just giving her time to change her mind but I knew she wouldn’t. I am always expendable. Once, can I NOT be? I thought I was growing closer with Kris I wasn’t. She didn’t care. It seems no one around here does. The people I once called friends are more like aquantances. Faces you pass who don’t notice you’re dying. I shouldn’t think that my FRIENDS would call me dramatic or sigh when I tell them my thoughts. I should be thinking I have shoulders to cry on instead of feeling awkward about doing it. Why does everyone leave? You look at the people who are close to killing themselves and you tell them “Everything gets better and so will you.” Really, you have no fucking idea. You look at the people around you who smile and say they’ll always be there but they’re not. You don’t expect the person to care for you to be your neighbor with so many cats who drinks a lot. and I thought that someone would care enough not to see me go, to change their bad habits. I was fucking wrong. Im gone. Its too late. Goodbye.

in case you haven't noticed

i’ve dedicated this tumblr to letting go of my memories of my ex-best friends.

If you’d like to find my awesome-o pictures on my new account e-mail me at forpadfoot@hotmail.com

thank you & goodbye

got Kitty's parcel

100$ for shopping.

40$ for food

a teddybear

kittycat paper

a note for Alex.

she wrote in cursive.

Getting my heart fractured by my ex-best friend?

PRICELESS =D lmao

I told her on msn thanks. She said it seemed hard to say. Idk if it was. Maybe it was cos I didnt want her to be hurt when she saw I was speaking.

She actually didn’t seem too sad. She said she hoped I had fun and that she wouldn’t inturrupt my healing time and that she missed me.

I guess I…Idk. Maybe I wanted her to be sad? Wanted her to want me. Shes just getting over it like I am, maybe.

Oct 1 and I will be back to speak to her

dreams about them

I had a dream about Kitty. We were talking online and the screen was foggy. Does that indicate our foggy relationship or the fact we’re drifting apart or that shes getting harder to see/know? Maybe all 3?

well she said she hadn’t been thinking much as shes been busy with her new roommate or something. I laughed? I said I wasn’t surprised or..something? that I was used to it? and maybe I thought it indicated how we really are over. She called me her beautiful penpal and told me she was in a Christian home. It may of been against her will.