9/28/09
bests
Hey. Sup.
I miss you.
Good weekend for the most part. I love best friends, and I love best friends that drive seven hours to see me just because I need someone to care. I also love when best friends find love.
I do not love being unsure, being upset, or crying over the silliest things.
"What are you doing with your life?" I don't know. Does it matter?
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