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(SORRY GUYS ENTER KEY BROKE. I'LL TRY TO FIX THIS LATER.)I hope its just the weather.
But i have the feeling its so much more.
On a lighter note:
pervlikeW0AH: Then my mom got rid of texts.
pervlikeW0AH: and we had to talk. haha
Lv 4 Chemist: Yes.
Lv 4 Chemist: Then your mom took it away entirely, because we were running the minutes up to hell and back
pervlikeW0AH: i have unlimited texts now, haha. and unlimited long distance ^.^
Lv 4 Chemist: sweet.
pervlikeW0AH: I know. hahah. thats pretty funny. it was like. hmm. What? Four hours a night. 365 days
Lv 4 Chemist: Yes, haha
pervlikeW0AH: an average of 1650 hours. haha
Lv 4 Chemist: ha ha ha.
Lv 4 Chemist: and I remember them like yesterday.
pervlikeW0AH: me too.
Lv 4 Chemist: "Big Yellow Taxi" reminds me.
pervlikeW0AH: that's the part I miss. Not the fights, not when we sent each other scared as hell texts of us being drama fucks.
Lv 4 Chemist: Ha ha ha, so true.
pervlikeW0AH: When we text about how we felt. what we believed in. the stars. anything.
pervlikeW0AH: that was the good stuff.
Lv 4 Chemist: Yep.