because I make things hard and you're just trying to help.

This week I think I might just become totally reclusive and listen to nothing but Rufus Wainwright
I dig myself into holes, and I've got a mighty good one to fall into now. I had a nice talk with two friends last night and they gave me great advice. Yet, I can't follow it because I have no courage. None, nada, zip, zilch. So here I am, sitting in the school library with my World Peace Chai just hoping for some inner peace instead.

Once I find a working scanner I'll have about 10000000 pictures to add to this. Yeah, whatever.

Not sorry, not sorry, not sorry, not sorry.

These are my girls. I have so much history with both of them. Good, and plenty of bad. We hated each other a few months back. Forget that. We grew up, got over it, and now everything is back to the way it should be. Yesterday we took a road trip to Ames. It was quite possibly the weirdest evening of the past few months. Between boys, Dave Matthews Band, and Facebook notes, there was plenty of conflict. I don't understand how we always pick the wrong boys. Whether it be that they are just plain stupid, or that there is just no possible way we could ever date them, due to circumstances beyond our control. And how we always have to have at least one major let down each. I don't get it. We are cute girls. We are catty and sassy, and have eye conversations, but other than that, we're nice kids.



Look at this girl. We get called twins by almost every new person we meet. We both have a Jewish nose, and a love for vegetarianism. I think she deserves the best of the best. So suck on that.

I love her no matter what. She can be cute and sweet, or bitchy and harsh. AND ITS AWESOME. She never realizes when she is so blatantly obvious about her emotions, and its always a good time to point them out. That little fight we had a few months ago, hilarious.

I love them.

And I'm sorry I put myself through hell, like you didn't have anyone else to tell.

I dyed my hair.

Mama didn't raise no fool.

I hate feeling like my friends ignore me and have forgotten about me. The people this year I never thought would abandon me.

I like how my friends change with the seasons. Except not.

dresses, J.D. Salinger, Sylvia Plath, Charles Bukowski, sass, The Lifestyle, Maddie, Amanda, Pom, Bane, Genya, Cody, green tea...

my life.

You may be big but our bodyguard is bigger!

It's been a good couple of weeks. I love these people + some and its more than they will ever know. My friends mean the world to me.

I've got friends who will help me pull through.

Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends.

John 15:13


Today should have been a really bad day. Luckily, I have friends who actually care. I can't wait for summer.



So yeah, if your name is Maddie, Kayla , Matt, Amanda, Kat, Genya, Cody Josh, Clark, Mackenzie, , Emily, or Mitch, I love you to death.

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