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it'd be nice to write or talk to someone about all of what i'm feeling and thinking but no words could explain the complexity of it all. it's been over a year and a half of chaos and so many people think they understand. no one knows the half of it but hey, i don't know the half of your story either.
i'm quite happy with my friends and i'm amazingly lucky to have each and every one of them for their unique personalities and care and sometimes even understanding. i don't know what i'd do without them to be perfectly honest. my father too. man, i love my dad. i realize just how much at times like tonight when he randomly came in the room at 3 am and asked if i'd like to eat toast with him cause neither of us sleep. yeah, so maybe you think it's lame to appreciate a parent so much but when you have something so massive in common as having the entire world crumble away slowly for a year then to be official on the 13th of october of 2003 you tend to connect and become closer pretty quick.
!! this is the paragraph where i am really random and blab about nothing in particular cause ya know, it's good to do that sometimes. gizmo likes buttered toast even more than i do. the song 'wild child' makes me happy and so does being open-minded and the way that boy gets so excited whenever we find out one more little thing we have in common. i want a new cell phone and a better quality digital camera and i'm getting both of these things for christmas because instead of just buying them myself, i decide 'to make my wish list to santa' about a half a year too early. haha. i could tell you that you're much too normal to talk to me but you'd get mad and i don't like making you mad so i'll just go on rambling on knowing you don't understand. "we all lost touch, your favorite fruit is chocolate covered cherries," i like gavin degraw's voice. it reminds me of his. his as in 'him'. this means that i've never heard a voice that reminds me of gavin degraw's but i imagine so, and the only person this makes sense to is brittany muthafuckin' r-u-g-g-i-e-r-o due to our late night conversation on super bowl sunday of eighth grade. man it's been a while, she's flicking off the light. i love how pete understands the things i say and that we have actual conversations about things with substance because quite a lot of people don't know how to do that. i miss mike cause his computer is broken and we dislike talking to each other on the phone for some reason so i he hasn't come over for about a week. what the hell? i'll have to stop being so stupid and call him tomorrow. it's amusing when people think they're getting away with spitting out bullshit when i know exactly what's going on but don't show it. i miss lake placid and all it's adventures. little parts of this collection of run-on sentences that i am calling a paragraph will make sense to certain people, but the rest is basically making myself look like an idiot. oh well, i suppose it's time to sleep or attempt to.
i'm quite happy with my friends and i'm amazingly lucky to have each and every one of them for their unique personalities and care and sometimes even understanding. i don't know what i'd do without them to be perfectly honest. my father too. man, i love my dad. i realize just how much at times like tonight when he randomly came in the room at 3 am and asked if i'd like to eat toast with him cause neither of us sleep. yeah, so maybe you think it's lame to appreciate a parent so much but when you have something so massive in common as having the entire world crumble away slowly for a year then to be official on the 13th of october of 2003 you tend to connect and become closer pretty quick.
!! this is the paragraph where i am really random and blab about nothing in particular cause ya know, it's good to do that sometimes. gizmo likes buttered toast even more than i do. the song 'wild child' makes me happy and so does being open-minded and the way that boy gets so excited whenever we find out one more little thing we have in common. i want a new cell phone and a better quality digital camera and i'm getting both of these things for christmas because instead of just buying them myself, i decide 'to make my wish list to santa' about a half a year too early. haha. i could tell you that you're much too normal to talk to me but you'd get mad and i don't like making you mad so i'll just go on rambling on knowing you don't understand. "we all lost touch, your favorite fruit is chocolate covered cherries," i like gavin degraw's voice. it reminds me of his. his as in 'him'. this means that i've never heard a voice that reminds me of gavin degraw's but i imagine so, and the only person this makes sense to is brittany muthafuckin' r-u-g-g-i-e-r-o due to our late night conversation on super bowl sunday of eighth grade. man it's been a while, she's flicking off the light. i love how pete understands the things i say and that we have actual conversations about things with substance because quite a lot of people don't know how to do that. i miss mike cause his computer is broken and we dislike talking to each other on the phone for some reason so i he hasn't come over for about a week. what the hell? i'll have to stop being so stupid and call him tomorrow. it's amusing when people think they're getting away with spitting out bullshit when i know exactly what's going on but don't show it. i miss lake placid and all it's adventures. little parts of this collection of run-on sentences that i am calling a paragraph will make sense to certain people, but the rest is basically making myself look like an idiot. oh well, i suppose it's time to sleep or attempt to.