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My One Best Friend
Growing up, we definitely were not that closed knitted. You were always off doing your own thing, and I was busy being a child and discovering new things every day. You didn't need me around. Eventually you became a prot… -
The Final Farewell
Right now, I'm still deciding whether or not if what I did was the right thing to do. Who am I kidding, I know it was, but it hurts. It feels so wrong. You were my best friend, you held my head up high, you made me see t… -
This is the end.
Five years ago, I met you, and I hated you. You were such an asshole, not the biggest one, but you could have came pretty close. Within time though, your sense of humor won me over. It wasn't long before we became best f… -
Always On My Mind
The last few days I've been thinking non-stop about him. I believe its because in ten days he would have turned 23. His life was cut so short, and I don't hate the fact that it was, it just saddens me to always see anyon… -
Giving Hope A Second Chance
So I had my second meeting with Karen yesterday. Got a lot out. Does it seem bad that a woman I barely know anything about knows more about me than almost everyone in my life. She gives me a chance to look for the words … -
A Little Kindness Doesn't Always Go A Long Way.
So tomorrow is Chantel's 18th birthday, she works with me. The airport staff is actually pretty close knit, we stick together. So since Chantel and I are on mornings (wouldn't matter if we were on nights) and I love baki… -
Love And Lust
This is sort of a continuation from the last entry. This is more about love at first site. The difference between love and lust.I know that there are people out there who truly believe that it is possible to fall in love… -
To Love Or Not To Love
What is it with falling in love? What is it about the word love? When you were younger, unless you spoke love to family, kids or even teens for that matter would throw the word around like a used kleenex. Why do people s… -
To Write Love On Her Arms
"Tell them to look up, tell them to remember the stars...the stars are always there but we miss them in the dirt and clouds. We miss them in the storms. Tell them to remember hope. We have hope."I was so deeply moved whe…
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