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March 2011
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Fuck, I'm kinda annoyed. I was just looking for a notebook that has a poem in it I wanna post. A poem for my best friend, Mike. We were talking last night, and we talked about what an impact he's had on my life, and things of that nature. Then we got to telling Bryan and Antonio stories, and then we got to thinking about our friendships with the two of them. I miss them alot, the made me feel better when I felt like shit, especially Antonio. He saved my life, and now that I think about it, I'm not sure I ever thanked him for it. I'm tired too. Mike and I were up all night just talking, and it felt good cos I got to express my love for Matt, my resentment towards Adam, and just how I feel about things in general. We talked about all the things that changed me and my life, both the good and bad. We came to the conclusion that without Matt I truly don't exist. My life has sucked in the past, and when I actually sit down and think about it, the past two and a half years or so is the only time where I can remember actually being happy. It scares me sometimes. As fucked up as things have been, I have never truly been happy until now. Is it maturity? Or have I just lost my "attraction" to assholes and losers? I always think too much when I'm tired. Blah........Sleep is *so* calling me

Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative
Current Music: Goo Goo Dolls-Sympathy
Comments

Yah know, when it all comes down to maturity and growing older and wiser, you see things from another viewpoint. Believe me.

Yeh, and when you grow up you suddenly realise, that you're much stronger than you thought. Maturity and wisdom are strange like that.