What is love? Are you suppose to feel it at 20? And if you say you feel it at 20... is it real? Why can't love be some tangable measurement like your blood pressure? And how do you follow the advice that others give you... which is, and always has been, "Wait until your older," if you feel in love NOW. Why are we in such a hurry to get older ( Read more... )

I move back to Yakima.

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House- meaning anything I can live in. SO I actually live in a town house off Nob Hill in West Valley area. And I'm excited. Terri (being a girl... no I'm not that stupid as to live with a guy again) is moving in after me. I've got a moving van coming the 10th. AHHHHH I can't wait ( Read more... )

Welcome to Margaritasville:
Population 1.
You.
Drunk off your ass.

So you have a date with the Steele-Fender House in Yakima. Because well you can never be too drunk too often.

Thanks for the talk Babe.

Thank you to you who called me on my 20th B-Day.

You rock my world.

God save my soul. I could, at some point, regret this.

I don't have the guts to tell you I can't go to Canada. I don't have the brains to add up and know I can't make tuition. I have to much bronze to realize I probably can't get a house. I eat out of my parents fridge and cry every night knowing that no matter which way you look at it... I'm going to fail.

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I'm sorry to you all that I've been distant towards. Its not just towards you, I've been quiet in general. I'm sorry.

I love you. Even when you don't think I do.