Sometimes, I wake up and think, "I'm going to take over the world today." But then I just organize my closet instead.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
I wish my carpet was like grass.
Jessica Pierce, I love how you always know what to say. I can always go to you when I'm pissed, and you can always come to me. You don't get annoyed with the stupid random things I say, or how I can be a little straight-forward. I'm never afraid that you're going to run around spreading my secrets, and you aren't nearly as dramatic as most girls. You're one of the very few people that I hope I can stay friends with for a very, very long time. I'd also like to apologize for the way we started off; it was rough, but I'm glad we turned a blind eye to how it started out. You're pretty awesome.
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