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yay for singing beach boys christmas music in the car.
and for only having 3 hours of school left.
virginia is beautiful and oh how i miss christi.
a better friend i am going to be.
“I celebrate myself, and sing myself”
-Walt Whitman,“Song of Myself”
There is nothing more important than me and often if not all of the time that is all that wanders the halls of mind. Me. Me. Me. I am thinking of myself and yet it doesn’t seem to be entirely wrong. Because who else will think of me the way I think of me. And its not to sound vain or conceited. But I do feel the slightest bit small in this world. Even in a group as tiny as two I am the lesser, for I lack the ability to say what is on my mind. And as much as I hate to say it I care entirely too much of what others think of me. So in time I have become this shy girl, that sits and thinks and listens and grows, but through words I do not give to this world and for that I am selfish.
and i really don't like macgyver
exam studying beckons me.
and for only having 3 hours of school left.
virginia is beautiful and oh how i miss christi.
a better friend i am going to be.
“I celebrate myself, and sing myself”
-Walt Whitman,“Song of Myself”
There is nothing more important than me and often if not all of the time that is all that wanders the halls of mind. Me. Me. Me. I am thinking of myself and yet it doesn’t seem to be entirely wrong. Because who else will think of me the way I think of me. And its not to sound vain or conceited. But I do feel the slightest bit small in this world. Even in a group as tiny as two I am the lesser, for I lack the ability to say what is on my mind. And as much as I hate to say it I care entirely too much of what others think of me. So in time I have become this shy girl, that sits and thinks and listens and grows, but through words I do not give to this world and for that I am selfish.
and i really don't like macgyver
exam studying beckons me.