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[fanez_vous_loin]

i wrote a lengthy short story
it was much fun
im excited about going to home depot to get paint chips
i love to draw and paint and sew
i love frank :B
and fighting with him in the grass, and raspberries, and laughing at him to stupid things, and biting his fingers because he puts them on my lips, his only pair of pants, watching mythbusters with him and clogging our ateries with one bag of popcorn with one stick of melted butter, waking up and still being with him, cutting classes to see him, laughing when he makes fun of me, which is often, i love how we act like were not falling asleep on the phone, and how people on the train are really nosey, and fat guys get in the way, how he always insists on taking me to into the city, and how he doesnt care about any of my flaws, i love the picture he drew of me, his grandma who yelled at him for leaving the oven in his room on, how my grandma calls him mike and asks him for milk in a glass bottle everytime who sees him, how he puts up with me and my abusive-ness and my black cousins really abusive-nesss, how he won't ever let me pay for things, but i buy him cool gifts and make him awesome cards
im wont write any more, even though theres so many more reasons why
i would get carpal tunnel syndrome by the time im done typing it