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[foryoutonotice]

"life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take our breath away"

i cant help but feel ... odd ... lately. i know, i know, its the whole moving across country thing. i get it. yet i still lie awake at night, reliving moments that took my breath away. and its hard not to notice its all been back home in

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[frazzzledvirtue]

it took me 3 years to make really good friends when i made my first big move. then again, thats because im generally highly unfriendly and such. but i know that youll meet people, and make friends and such, youre too lovely not to.
imissyou<333333

[foryoutonotice]

but youre lovely just the same. so maybe itll take me three years too.

oh well. i guess ill manage.

:tears and tears:

[w1shinstar]

you know, you wouldn't be giving up so much if you came back to california. You are a very strong individual, and that shows with how much you gave up initially just to move out to New York. So to not be able to stay there and for you to come back home would just be your vacation ending shorter than expected. But you also have to keep in mind that if you decide to come back home, in a small way you ARE giving up, you aren't giving up emotionally, but you would be giving up people. Mom, Jeff, and Andy. It might seem easy to just come home, but you would have to leave people you love, just because you miss OTHER people you love. Giving up is a bad word for it... i gotta think of a better one, how about moving on? does that one work?? Anyway, what im trying to say, is that i miss you, :tears: and if you look at it differently, im in the same position as you, youre my best friend della. You were the only true person that i could tell virtually anything to and it not change what you think of me. Now i lack the same thing as you,

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[foryoutonotice]

i feel like such a dumbass for whining about it at all. but i feel alot better writing about it. and then talking to you last night on the phone. i love you so so soooooooo much. and i miss you.

SAVE MONEY.

so i can see you soooooooon. ill save up too, if i can.

[covetloveit]

"life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take our breath away"

i cant help but feel ... odd ... lately.
yet i still lie awake at night, reliving moments that took my breath away.

yet feeling terribly lonely and without anyone for a month a half seems like an enternity. eventually, maybe, ill have a breathless moment..

i want those moments in everyday life. and i want in my heart to have faith that those times will come, but christ, its so fucking hard.

i knew everything would change, and i couldnt ever change it back. but i went ahead and did it because i believed that i could make it work and make things better. and i went for it. full heartedly and with both hands reached out.

part of me still reaches out and part of me wants to hug onto someone, something, anything. im not giving up, but fuck, i almost want to.

&why is it that i tell and tell and tell myself to keep my big mouth shut, only to open it anyway?? [way off topic, so ill stop there]

[foryoutonotice]

im not sure why you posted pices of what i wrote..

[covetloveit]

haha i guess i left out that i related to all of that