August 2010
- DW, 2x11
Oh my god I almost died when I saw this.
Too too too funny. xD
I don’t know about second chances. Why bring something back from the past when in the future you have so many more people to meet?
If something from the past decides to come back at me again, it would be a test if I want to live in the past or look forward to the future. I don’t know if things will ever be the same again with some people. Maybe I’ll let time figure it out. Until then, I’m fine because I’m moving forward.
So to say this, no one comes to mind with this letter.
Dearest J,
When I first met you I thought you didn’t care to talk, but I thought you were a cool person by your taste in style and interest in photography.
I’ve only met you this summer and I very much think that our friendship is going to last for a very long time. I’m glad that I have met someone like you and I think you and D are a perfect match.
Thank you for being a great friend. I trust you and you can always count on me to trust.
P.S. We’re normal!!! :P
^_^
- wake up at 7am
- get morning coffee
- take momma to her appointment in corona
- grocery shopping with ma
- back home and clean room
- narrow down gifts for 3 different people
- read?
- paint?
- netflix?
- ending my night with a book and some peppermint tea
but most of all, i’m going to try to avoid dying in the heat. goodnight.
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Which means I’m going to bring two large ziplock bags to store as many blueberry muffins I can. Oh veggie heaven.
Those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.
Who really needs the past, with the allure of something new?
Dear mind pester,
I would really love if you would stop chewing on my ankles. But I love when you lye down to sleep because you look obese. And I make fun of you because you’re so easy to make fun of. You’re the most ridiculous trouble maker I know. And whenever I say “I hate you” I actually love you. And I love how you love me and the family unconditionally.
Can you guess who I’m writing about?
I’m ridiculous, I know.
Anya Marina - Move You
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