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Dec. 19th, 2009

  • 8:24 AM
“Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you.... The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her.'”

A poem

  • Dec. 16th, 2009 at 7:35 AM
This has been on my refrigerator for the past 11 years...

"Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses.

Love is content with the present, it hopes for the future, and it doesn't brood over the past. It's the day-in and day-out chronicle of irritations, problems, compromises, small disappointments, big victories and working toward common goals.

If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great many things that are missing. If you don't have love in your life, no matter what else there is, it's not enough."

blargh

  • Dec. 14th, 2009 at 7:52 AM
That's really all I have to say right now

Good place
Bad place
better place
bad place
ok place
better place
bad place

GAH I'm wanting this carnival to have a different ride I'm tired of this one and the flip flop ride

another year

  • Dec. 8th, 2009 at 8:04 AM
Fitting that it's overcast today.. it was raining that day
12 years ago today.. Jesus time flies

It was a Monday. I was decorating for Christmas. The Redskins were playing the Cowboys on Monday night football... the episode called "Ted" premiered on Buffy - it's amazing the weird little details that stay stuck in my head.

I was mad, he was late, I was having to do all of the Christmas decorating myself... Mark had just come by when the policeman pulled up, all I could do was call my mom and say that a policeman pulled up... they were there seemingly instantly

I really need to go to the cemetery... it's been a long time since I have, sometimes I just have a hard time doing it. I basically canceled my day with mom, I kinda want to just sorta be quiet, but part of me wants to have some normalcy... right now in my life, I don't know what normalcy really is anymore

We may move forward, but we never forget

blargh

  • Dec. 8th, 2009 at 12:20 AM
Dear weird cramps,

STOP

k thx bye

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