January 2010
This has one of the most beautifully played pianos...
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Every love interest I’ve had has never really made me feel good about myself, aside from you. You say things because you want to say them and not because you have to. I admire you so much. I wish you knew that. Sometimes I can’t deal with reality or think I’m living in a parallel universe, but when I talk to you you make me feel grounded. I never feel real anymore. I feel like...
hey.
Sometime’s I think it’s really stupid and childish that I do this shit.
On the other hand, I just want to do it anyways. Sometime’s being needed is the most important thing in human life. But why is it? Why can’t we all be needed by someone and be important? I’m glad I can decifer who real friends are rather than the not so real ones. And I’m also glad that I...
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sometimes
I really wish I could erase 10 years from my life. I hate some of the people I’ve met and have been associated with.
But then all the other people I’ve loved and cared for wouldn’t have known me. Life is weird. I don’t like it, but I do love it.
Also, I’m so awake. I’m about to draw some sketchs up for me and sofie’s prom dresses. Where the wild things...
life.
listen to beautiful music, and draw beautiful art. That’s all I ever want.