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Soo this was well over a month ago.
I was at my brothers house and well I guess I was cold so I put on the jean vest and I was half passing out.

That was the day I was tripping out at the living room was eating me. It was kind of one of scariest experiences I've had in a while. I laid on the hardwood floor for 3 hours unable to breath.

But then I started geeking out.

The other person that was there has a really funny video on his phone. And surprisingly my brother was able to take a really great picture of a smoke ring.

I LOVE THIS PICTURE SO MUCH. It's my phone background, my facebook profile picture, AND my computer background.

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
I've been siting here on the computer since 11am, doing U.S. History. I've done an entire semester in less then 3 weeks. WOOOOO!

MY BRAIN IS FUCKING MELTING.
Kbye.

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I'm super stressed.

I got on new meds and they have the same stuff in them that help people quit smoking so I never want to smoke.

And I know, most people think smoking cigarettes is disgusting but I enjoyed it, it calmed me down etc.

I miss my friend.. Even though I see her at school like everyday. We don't hangout anymore and she's different now. It makes me sad.

Blahhhhh

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Took this last week on March 28. Which was the best of my life.
My birthday was on March 29. I'm an adult now.

Buuuut check out this video:
http://youtu.be/9MaRYEmtcwo
The guy's good and his video deserves more views, so help a brotha out. :)

And as always, F4F etc etc.

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If you are the big tree, let me tell you that
We are the small axe, sharp and ready
Ready to cut you down

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My birthday is soon. Woooo.
Had a very interesting week/weekend last week.
What's up with you?

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2-23-12

My hair is fluffy today.

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I'm not like them, But I can pretend, The sun is gone but I have a light. The day is done, But I'm having fun. I think I'm dumb, Or maybe just happy. My heart is broke, But I have some glue. Help me inhale And mend it with you. We'll float around And hang out on clouds. Then we'll come down and have a hangover ... Skin the sun, Fall asleep, Wish away,The soul is cheap, Lesson learned, Wish me luck, Soothe the burn, Wake me up...
I think I'm dumb
Think I'm just happy
I think I'm dumb.

Happy birthday Kurt Cobain. I wish I could go back in time and meet you.
The dynamic person he was, the immensity of beauty behind his music and writings... The deep agony he experienced... The deep depression he fought for so long.. He is truly one of my heros and I will always be remembered <3

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2-16-12

I'm irrevocably in love with him. And I wish I wasn't. Everything reminds me of him. Songs that aren't even love songs remind me of him.

I find myself laying in bed at night and remembering the days we would spend in bed.

The hours we would spend watching movies and TV shows.

I remember how we watched seasons of Weeds and at some point we ended up going back and re-watching them and realizing all the parts we missed.

I keep having dreams. Dreams of his kiss, of his touch, of his laughter.
Of his face when he's upset, his face when he's calm, content, and okay.

I keep seeing the face he would make when we would sneak in a comment about something we had done, and nobody caught the comment but the two of us; his face was cute, mischievous, and playful; like he wanted to go back and do it all again.

I had a dream the other night, and when I woke up and realized that, unlike before, this really was just a dream now.

I question why I did it. I want to go back and change it. But this is life's plan. It's the course it has to take.

I kept throwing the blame on him. I wanted him to save me. I felt myself putting all this responsibility on him; hoping that he would fix everything and make me want to live once again.

I couldn't keep expecting him to live his life like that.
To be in love with a girl who's so depressed; who talked about wanting to die at least once a week, and just expressing the 6 other days she also wanted to.

He didn't need a girl that would lie in his bed, back turned to him, with tears streaming down her face. And when he asked, "what's wrong?" she'd answer, "Nothing, I don't know, I'm just sad."

It wasn't fair. And now I want to go back. I miss his arms around me. But we were so different after time. I'm not sure how to explain it.

But it doesn't matter how I will always feel about it; it won't change that night we spent on the floor, or the memories, or the way he looked at me that night and said, "You know I really love you, right?" Or when he told me that everything is okay, and that "It's not your life anymore, it's ours."

I will never forget. And I wonder if someday that ring will be on my finger again. I don't think that would be anytime soon; I'm not better yet, and I can see the road is long; but there's always some light at the end of the road; and I'll find it.

And if we're never getting back together then I guess the only thing that will make it okay is that, "It's better to have loved and lost, then never to have loved at all."