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Sometimes, a cup of coffee, a guitar, and a breezy day makes everything seem alright.
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Holy Catfish-M. Krause.
posted on Tuesday, April 14, 2009 @ 3:40 PM
"Oh shxt. What did I just do?
I got my answer I suppose.
But was it worth it?
I legitamently wanted to run when I heard those pounding notes.
Those gorgeous pounding notes.
Damn.
Fml.
Like, really.
I have too much in my hands.
I don't want to.
I didn't want to.
But I did, of course.
Ugh. Headache
Why why why am I so stupid?
Can someone explain that to me?
Don't look at me like that please.
You don't understand how horrible it is,
To be watched while I'm so absorbed.
Please don't care.
Please don't care.
You can't care that much."

Today was...weird.
A good weird with signs of what's to come maybe.
But...I don't know.
I'm not sure I'd like to keep it up.
Too conceited.
Or perhaps self-indulgent?
Probably.
Just another example of how this will ruin all relationships I have.
Sigh. I'd like it not to end like that.

Oh my dear, what am I going to do without you?
You really do make my day, I don't know if I could survive alone (:
I'm going to miss you.

And you guys are too adorable.
Just saying...

"You know what, your senior year I'm going to come to your graduation and start screaming because you'll be the valid Victorian, and you'll just wonder who the crazy guy in the back is!"
-haha, oh my yeahh right!
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