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thoughts on youYou’re my best friend. You’re the best friend I’ve ever had. (Since I don’t have that many friends, that’s not saying much.)thoughts on you
You know every single detail of my life, (The details that are of interest to you, anyway.) No corner or nook of my mind is unknown to you. (That’s actually pretty creepy. Please get your own life.) You’re always really supportive (When you’re not having an emotional breakdown of your own.) Because you understand me so well. (After ten years, a chipmunk could unders


Story of SorrowMy feet swing over the lake, the surface shifts and ripples. Cause and effect.Story of Sorrow
It’s humid; I breathe water instead of air. The sky shudders, tries to speak. I think this is called dramatic irony but I can’t be sure.
I don’t as much hear footsteps behind me as I feel the leaves rustle.
“Hey,” he says.
I don’t respond. He sits down next to me.
“You gonna talk to me?” I can’t see him, but I know he’s reaching for a cigarette in his pocket. Seconds later it is lit.
Without my consent my head turns to face him. There’s nothing more beautiful than light on his face. &nbs
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The one person, no matter what we go through, all our ridiculous fights, the many years, the sheer distance apart, who always manages to be more friend or family than any others: ~lithium-moon
And I love her for it.
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"Insanity is often the logic of an accuarte mind overtasked." ~Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
"Stand firm in your refusal to remain conscious during algebra. In real life, I assure you, there is no such thing as algebra." ~Fran Lebowitz
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"She stood there, half way between the orient and here. Bitter white clouds lingered and then went, capturing the splash of yellow that the sun bathed our faces in."
"We are what we think" - Buddha
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"She stood there, half way between the orient and here. Bitter white clouds lingered and then went, capturing the splash of yellow that the sun bathed our faces in."
"We are what we think" - Buddha
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Oh by the way, which one's Pink?
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"She stood there, half way between the orient and here. Bitter white clouds lingered and then went, capturing the splash of yellow that the sun bathed our faces in."
"We are what we think" - Buddha
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Oh by the way, which one's Pink?
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