January 2010
here's a story about once upon a time.
november. it’s not that long ago. it’s not so long in the past that i truly believed you were the end. i really thought, that at the end of the day, it was you. and since ninth grade, it had been that way. we were so close to a something so many times.
but of course, like all good things, it must come to an end.
i just never thought that it would be like this. i guess i should have...
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my dearest sarah and i will actually be posting on our youtube channel for once.
as such, you should ask us questions so that we may answer them in video form.
also, suggest something for us to dance to. because if nothing else, it will become something of a dance party video.
it’ll be good times, i swear.
okay so,
people who can’t trust or respect me because i’m not perfect and occasionally make mistakes.
yes, i have something to say to those people:
fuck you.
an open letter:
dear more than one person,
you’re an asshole. thought you should know.
fuck you,
claire.
moving along now.
Wolves in the middle of town
And the chapel bell...
you absolutely make me want to be sick.
go to college already, then i can stop worrying about having to see your face whenever i go to fairfax.
oral interp. = awesome →
heyheykari:
poeticretellings:
what is all this talk about OI? it excites me.
uh, i have the COOLEST interpretation teacher ever. he wears a corduroy blazer and adidas. and he taught second grade. when you visit, you need to be here on a tuesday and go with me.
YES. you and i definitely need to talk OI. because it’s my liiiiiife.
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what is all this talk about OI? it excites me.
how we wither in the shade.
this week has been strange. disconcerting in many ways. there was a sudden shift mid-week that threw me a little.
i keep wondering if this is ever really going to be as permanent as we would like it to me. i have faith, but it’s often tested and i don’t really know how to deal all the time.
i’m often afraid of the future. i want us so bad, i just don’t know how to make a...
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