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Now a survey, while I wait ( Read more... )

I want to write about how there was a secret boy who pressed his lips quietly against my forehead and saved me from myself when I was sixteen. Or writing about how I wish that I could tell you that to this day, I can still read your tone. Or how I am so tired of parallel lives ( Read more... )

I'm ready to be rid of Greenville. Rid of it's claustrophobic nature, the whole town being one large circle. John doesn't want to stay here, but he wants to to make a future for himself, be success full, make money. I could care less. I just want to live. Somewhere happy and travel and interact and have brilliant, life changing conversations ( Read more... )

I don't know why I'm updating here. This is why I have 6 paper journals, 1 full, three almost full, one I've written a few pages in, and the last one I wrote one page in it and then I tore that page out and threw it away. I won't ever be able to write in that one ( Read more... )

I haven't written in here in so long. I don't even really have time to write, but you made me want to write. You do that often. I hate to be so ___ but I have to say that though you update so few and far between, when you do update it's worth the wait. It always inspires me. I don't really have anything to say, but I needed to write. Or maybe I'll ( Read more... )

it's never going to be that simple.Some things have to be deleted and some songs have to be played on repeat. This is one of them. You win, every time. In your own way. I don't think you care anymore ( Read more... )

I am feeling detached. I miss my freshman year. I thought this as I was cleaning the kittens litter boxes, and how much I miss those days where everything was just a bit more fun. Rolling down hills and climbing trees in the rain. I hate that I always feel like I'm disappointing you. My neck hurts. My whole body hurts. I want to have fun. I'm so ( Read more... )

I have bigger issues than I'd like to admit, but I'm pretty good at getting over. I need to work on self restraint. Apparently I suck at not giving in. But...on some notes, I don't. Ethics is teaching me a lot about the reasons we eventually give into certain stuff. We just have to do it enough and then it becomes ok. I'm listening to a song Amber ( Read more... )

Yay...I have my new phone. It's fantastic. I still use my old number, but I also have a new number. Which might help you out if you use sprint. If I haven't given you my new number let me know, and I'll send it to you in a txt ( Read more... )