2 bucks says you won't read this.

Feb 09, 2006 21:28

maybe it was the reading of lor-in's journal that is making me want to update mine all of a sudden. i always update when there's extremes--"oh my god im so happy" or "haha well, looks like i've been discarded by another asshole." so right now, i'm going to try to update just to. something that isn't any extremes but just because. tonight we went to ( Read more... )

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backseatblues February 10 2006, 03:01:45 UTC
Katie
I really like when you update
& I liked reading that
I know I always say it but seriously
Can we plan a hangout?
Steve is coming to NJ the weekend of March 18th
could you seriously like.
go with him & stay with me?
Or can we just plan something & get together>?
like we tried in the summer ahah

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fanman278 February 10 2006, 03:13:23 UTC
it is a known fact, i think, that hospitals bring out the most real qualities in people and they seem to somehow put things in perspective in a bittersweet and somewhat horrible way. but its truth. i hope i get to read your letter someday...and i hope the letters im planning on writing to my friends at graduation next year will be half as good as yours probably will be.

to alyssa, three words. road trip. soon.

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you owe me two dollars best_in_black February 10 2006, 22:04:12 UTC
katie, good luck with everything. seriously. i hope florida works out for you and lauren and i hope you two are soooo happy. i wish your grandpa all the luck in the world because i know what it's like to see a grandparent like that in a hospital and lose one in a hospital. and the last memory you have of him is him hooked up to life support and swollen all over his body. i wish you luck with boys, with school, and with the rest of your life.

seriously.

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you also owe me two dollars. sixbecomesnine February 11 2006, 15:59:18 UTC
and a hug? [o:>

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heartbreaka224 February 13 2006, 22:47:41 UTC
girl listen. i want to hang out over your break. come visit me. < 3

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