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[novae_scion]

Perhaps, my inability to "reach out" is defined by my fear of disappointment; in a subconscious understanding of communal potential, I am rendered static, craving an eternal zenith of personal fulfillment. To reach beyond this threshold of decaying comfort implies a risk, and while in theory, the bursting of my chrysalis seems preferable, the

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[mczee]

I'm not quite sure what you mean.... but know that you are very very loved by me!!

[coconut__grove]

You fucking call me when you're home for break, you silly man. Seriously. We'll paint our fingernails and watch stupid movies and be bitches. I wanted to hang out the other night (or at least poop in your bathroom...I didn't end up pooing until the next day :[) but I didn't want to get in between the birthday girl and her boozin'.

In all seriousness though, we could be at a point where we don't see each other for years (it's happened already kind of) but you have the sort of personality that I just mesh with and we totally pick up where we left off with no tangible awkward, "so what have you been doing with your life?" banter. And I appreciate that more than you know.