January 2012
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3 nights ago i had a dream that Conor Oberst was a serial killer and i stopped him by throwing cookies at his face. 2 nights ago i had a dream that Nate Walcott funded a festival in my town and went crazy and took out his penis and started spinning it around and ran away. Last night i had no dream about Mike Mogis.
December 2011
Do i tell him how i feel and risk our friendship?
Whether or not its requited, which i know it’s not, is it worth the blunder of words and feelings just so he knows? Is it possible to stay friends? Wouldn’t you want to know if it were you, even if you didn’t feel the same way?
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2011
Where 2010 was one of my worst years, losing my best friend and my boyfriend in the same day, and being terrified of the future, 2011 seems to have mirrored just the opposite, and i wouldn’t hesitate to say it’s been the best year of my life so far. A sall recap:
January started off with rekindling friendships with those that i’ve known the longest by playing pool in the...
My mom made me Ramen noodles, and my dad is paying to fix my car, and i didn’t kill anyone, and i didn’t kill Allie, and i didn’t die. And there are people you call in chaos and i couldn’t say why, but they make it all ok. And then you realize you might be in love with them, which is stupid because you weren’t in love with your perfect boyfriend who died of cancer....
