I am in your back pocket!!
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Today was good, yesterday was good and monday was a beauty too. This week so far has been alot of fun. On monday i did a photoshoot for my friend devon, we all got drunk, went out, i found blake, and then blake and i just lurked about being hungover until 10 on tuesday. We were useless. Today i went for my first ever acupuncture, Which wasn't as scary as i thought having needles in your face would be, Im actually more scared to drink the weird herbs they gave me becuse its tree bark and a whole bunch of other wierd shit. Tomorrow is thursday which means Kathleen and Levi and i will get drunk, and then friday which will be fun matter what. I wish every week was like this week, I wish i was stronger. I wish my stomach wasn't in knots right now and....... nevermind I HAVE SAID TOO MUCH.
Somethings i love include: My Mom, She is the most stand up amazing woman i have ever knowen, and when i grow up i hope im just like her. My Kathleen, because life would suck if i were doing this alone and im lucky to have such a soild best friend.
Im missing out on things that i shoulsn't be and there is nothing i can do about it.
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“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”