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People are so very very shallow at times.
Last night Molli and I made Snickerdoodles. I haven't tried one yet.
Last night Tyler told me he wasn't eating anymore ChickFilA. I was disappointed. =)
Last night it felt like the first time I saw Joey all over again. My heart races and stomach turns when he walks in the room. I know he thinks I'm getting tired of him, but it's the opposite. Have y'all ever known someone and just- every time you see them you love them that much more? This is only the second time this has happened, which is actually quite unusual- but it's here. And it feels great. *sigh*
I tried to fall asleep with Joey holding me last night. I was almost there, and then my mind shot back to not 2 hours before.
A man. I don't know what kind of man, but a man was hit while bicycling on Midkiff/Andrews Hwy.. by a truck. A.TRUCK. Something GOD did not give us the power to make up, WE MADE IT UP. WE ARE KILLING OURSELVES and it surprises me how no one realizes or cares about that.
Oh and by the way, the god damned driver probby freaked the fuck out and left, but you know what? I don't care. Because any action you take in your life you should have to step up for and accept. I know I wouldn't be able to live with myself, especially if I ran off.
Last night:
Joey: "They'll catch him.. don't worry."
Me: "They shouldn't have to catch him.."
I can't believe it. It makes me literally sick.
I wish I started my damn period already. Zits, cramps, where's the blood?
Thank you.
Bye.
Last night Molli and I made Snickerdoodles. I haven't tried one yet.
Last night Tyler told me he wasn't eating anymore ChickFilA. I was disappointed. =)
Last night it felt like the first time I saw Joey all over again. My heart races and stomach turns when he walks in the room. I know he thinks I'm getting tired of him, but it's the opposite. Have y'all ever known someone and just- every time you see them you love them that much more? This is only the second time this has happened, which is actually quite unusual- but it's here. And it feels great. *sigh*
I tried to fall asleep with Joey holding me last night. I was almost there, and then my mind shot back to not 2 hours before.
A man. I don't know what kind of man, but a man was hit while bicycling on Midkiff/Andrews Hwy.. by a truck. A.TRUCK. Something GOD did not give us the power to make up, WE MADE IT UP. WE ARE KILLING OURSELVES and it surprises me how no one realizes or cares about that.
Oh and by the way, the god damned driver probby freaked the fuck out and left, but you know what? I don't care. Because any action you take in your life you should have to step up for and accept. I know I wouldn't be able to live with myself, especially if I ran off.
Last night:
Joey: "They'll catch him.. don't worry."
Me: "They shouldn't have to catch him.."
I can't believe it. It makes me literally sick.
I wish I started my damn period already. Zits, cramps, where's the blood?
Thank you.
Bye.