Behind SyloArts

I filmed this the other night. Edited together. And thought long and hard about if I should put this video out at all. I don't want to give people the wrong impression. But then I think about the things that many of us do each day or things we don't do each day. How many people do reflect back on their actions? How many live and do things for a reason? I have my reasons and here's just one story of why I do what I do ... and that is play roller hockey. I can come across many people in my life. But my biggest question I fear to ask is... will you ever meet another like me again? ... I don't ask because I know...everyone is different. Everyone is to each their own. I am unique because every one is unique. Not one person is exactly the same as another, not even twins. This story of Mia, I've told a handful of times but now it's on video... it will be watched by hundreds...maybe thousands one day...maybe tens of thousands someday. But my word will continue on an...

I am currently so upset. That I don't know what to do. I have never cried so hard in the last ten years then I have this morning. Spent the last hour( 5am - 6am ) crying my eyes out. I spent the last thirty minutes calming myself down from hyperventilating as I was crying SO hard. In the back of my mind I was thinking who I should call to console me, but the only person that I really want to call to tell them just how I feel. I can't. It has been officially a week that me and trev has been on break. None of his friends know. Due to the break, I missed the last game of the my roller hockey team ( Which they won the division championship. ) And I don't know why but this hurt me more than anything he has ever done to me. Asking for the break during this time. I feel as though missing the final game has made me lose another part of me and time that I cannot get back. I hate this feeling. I cried liked I was 15 years old and my first love just dumped me. I feel like I ...