ah in a good way.
relaxing on my front porch with warm maple brown sugar oatmeal in my belly.
i can't believe i live here. i am lucky enough to live here.
it's beautiful.

so many things to get in order before law school starts.
my head is spinning.
possibly developing an ulcer.

i hate leaving and goodbyes.

is playing it cool so difficult?

k, thanks.

so you say. how can it be that in the same situation we see things so fundamentally differently?

i wonder.

and i continue to contend that your glaring insecurities abound. they are causing me to lose sight of what it is i am supposed to be concentrating on. they're crushing me.
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it is so gorgeous outside.

yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
(:

include:
1. an old couple working out in the gym, walked around holding hands.
2. a morbidly obese man working a parking booth.
3. a sign outside the court of commonpleas that says "Butt Construction".

Oh, dayton.
I love you.

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why is it that bad things always crash into you all at the same time?

too much on my mind to write anything cohesive.
will try later.