awwww, so qt. i love my best friends so much. more than you know. so today was .... interesting. i woke up, read for an hour, and then got ready. tor picked me up at like, 4, and we went to laura's. we had dinner and it was DELISHHHHHHHH and filling. lmfao. buttered pasta with cheese, these potatoe things that were amazing, and yummy bread :D yay. okay so, then we went to my house? idk why. we ended up driving around with my brother, met up with some of his friends at taco bell, and then we went to barnes and noble by ourselves. while walking into b&n, i got a phone call from katrina. she and natalie were at the this providence / sing it loud show, and i asked her to call me. i answered the phone and heard "the sand in your shoes" in my speakers. i was seriously THE happiest person ever. i haven't heard it live since november 07. ughhh i can't. standing there singing along made me so happy. i wish i could've been there, so baaad. oh well. thank you SO much katrina, you have no idea what you did for me. anyway, after that, we wen't to chris' house and chilled with chris, erik, henry, dan, jill and some other people for a while. then we went to 7-11 and got home around 10:45ish, and then best franz left. lifeeeee. so, i really want to talk to you, i need to. it's become something i expect at the end of the day. and maybe that should be a bad thing, but i don't think it is anymore. maybe it's good for us. hell, we're not perfect, there are constant reminders of that. we could help each other. this could be really good. just don't go and try to fuck things up again, okay? i want things to stay like this. hmm. i wonder if people read this, beside my best friends. and if they do, why they don't comment or say anything to me about it. it's weird to think about. there's so much stuff i don't know. i like thinking about it though, it gives me hope sometimes. you never know. if i were to ever write a book, no one would read it because it wouldn't make sense. only to me. okay, i feel like an idiot. i talk too much. forgive me if you read this. i'll stop now. peace.
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it's okay. i read it everyday and i talk to myself too lmfao.
"so, i really want to talk to you, i need to. it's become something i expect at the end of the day. and maybe that should be a bad thing, but i don't think it is anymore. maybe it's good for us."
- can it be worded any better? i can't.
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