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t was half term so at first i was like but now it’s almost over so i’m like because school sucks. so i’ll go back to school and be like and the teachers will be all and i’ll be like  take a chill pill ok. i’ll probably have p.e too which will be really pointless unless i look like which will never happen. i might even get bullied and be all and that would suck. it’s okay, it’ll be easter soon so i can be all  and again.

double standards.
you'd think by now id be used to all false pretense.
im done talking about everything.
ive said everything i needed to get off my chest and id very much appreciate it if no one talks to anyone about it anymore.
what id really like to do, is let it all go and be happy with gwen.
no scattered words and/or thoughts, no animosity.
just calm.
thats what id really like.

you feel like home too.

this is like.
see a pin, pick up it; all day long you'll have a pin.

what it was to be depressed in 2007.







and the ultimate tearjerker :


wow i was really messed up back then sia.
hahahaha.
oh by the way please watch the take this to heart video it is fucking emokid central its hilarious.

i love that when we're walking, you know to walk on my left,
and that you didnt laugh at me when i cried while watching marley and me (well at least you didnt laugh for a long time).
i love it when you hold my fluff back cause it tickles your face,
and that you didnt see eternal sunshine before last night.
i love how you kiss me all the time, even right after i smoke,
and that you always look like the taste of my cigarette mouth could kill you.
i love that your clothes fit me,
and that you laugh at me when everyone else wont.
i love how you fall asleep with your face almost glued to my neck,
and that everytime i leave you, i leave smelling like you.
i love that we spent valentines day holding hands and watching movies till we fell asleep,
and that you get lazy to be clean.
i love that you'd rather spend a dollar on a bottle of water than drink the water you get for free at home,
and that prawn mee always makes you talk even more than other foods.
i love how you spent almost an hour in bed with me talking about your family,
and that you always ALWAYS listen to every word i say (eventhough you dont respond as long as youre watching something).
i love that i understand your shortcomings/fears/anxieties,
and that you dont expect me to fix any of them.
i love how you covered your eyes during eternal sunshine when their faces got wonky,
and that you trusted me when i told you it was over.
i love that i get to be as grumpy as i want to be with you, cause you'd turn around and do the same thing right back at me,
and that it only takes a single kiss to make it all better.
i love that you told me its the fifteenth of february for nothing,
and that tomorrow is the sixteenth.
i love how dreaming of me being mad at you made you cranky enough to stop me from holding you while we slept,
and that you told me about it when we woke up (late, of course).
i love sitting on the couchbed in just your teeshirt waiting for you to come back from your shower,
and that i know you'll always come back.
i love you.



i know, i know. this is probably barf-worthy to half the people who read this, but i dont care.
im happy. and i will be as emotionally descriptive as i want to be.