Oh my sweet disspostion, may you one day carry me home...

[bammasmooth]

So I guess I need to vent, or breathe, either way this is the easiest means of doing so and I have this fucking thing for my own reference, yes I am that kid who reads his journals from a year ago to try and understand himself a bit better, so what follows is going to be pretty angry and insensitive so if you have no desire to hear bitching then I

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[lathriel]

marshall, you are one of a kind. i wish you were still at the apartment so we could talk or drink or watch Leon or something, and i fucking hate to see/read you so upset. i could say maybe we've entered those years where birthdays a time of desperate reflection that burns holes into our eyes with their utter truths, but that by next week you'll be okay... or that some people will never glide smoothly through life as all others seem too (if that's true, you'd be one of them because you're eyes are too open for your own good)... or "turn that frown upside down, marshy! it's not so bad!" but i wouldn't be suprised if any of that made you want to slap me. all i can say is i know you're too marshalriffic to do anything stupid, and if you do run away send a postcard. just do what it takes to be/feel awesome
happy 20th, dawg

-maddie

[playintherain]

I don't really know you. You don't really know me. But we all know the Cure, and I think that right now they can be your friend, the friend who never does anything except understand.