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Private Conversation: Plane Rides Are Not Nice
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Wednesday, March 25, 2015. Plane Rides Are Not Nice. I hate plane rides and I hate being nice. You see, I've never liked plane rides. They take too long, there's not enough leg room, and apparently I sleep with my mouth open. I hate that so much. I hate being nice. I hate being nice because it's not worth it anymore. At least, that's what it feels like. I hate that I'm too good of friends with everybody. I hate that every single relationship I have practically goes nowhere. My best friend...I'm not passi...
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Private Conversation: May 2015
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Sunday, May 24, 2015. For the past four days I've been trying to write a blog post about how I feel. And I have three drafts in my posts all about the same thing. You. And I can't post them. Because they suck. And because you give me writers block. You give me writers block because all I can think about is you. And I don't know how to put that into words. I know that if we do that, we won't ever get bored with each other. Even if we are the same. You're amazing. Oops. I wrote that. Well, there it is....
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Private Conversation: 2+3 Doesn't Equal Love
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Monday, February 16, 2015. 2 3 Doesnt Equal Love. People say they want to fall in love with somebody. Like its some easy fun thing that we all get to do down the line. Well let me tell you, based off my experience and every single Nicholas Spark's movie I've watched, it's just not. Ask anyone who's been in love and say. And I guarantee they will say. No, it's not easy-peasy lemon-squeezy.". Talks like that and love does not. And as much as I want to be in love. And have that one person I can run to.
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Private Conversation: Him and Her
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Monday, June 2, 2014. She is wonderful. She is beautiful. Intelligent, smiles, everything that He needs. She is a ray of sunshine in a dark world. She is a breath of fresh air in a world that needs oxygen. There needs. To be more people like her. She does anything and everything to make Him laugh, and it's adorable. Any guy would be lucky to have her. And she's in His grasp. He is wonderful. He smiles bigger than most people, and is a positive force. All I know is they would be amazing. I love you guys.
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Private Conversation: For Lack of a Better Post
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Thursday, July 17, 2014. For Lack of a Better Post. You know, I've realized as of recent, that most of the time it feels like my heart is burning a hole in my chest. And I've been so emotional to the point where I don't know how I'm feeling anymore. One of those teenager things I guess. The only thought that seems to pop into my head is "GOD. Life sucks.". Have you ever talked to someone you really cared about and you asked them "Hey, how are you? I have wings and I can fly.". Or a stair to the sky.".
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Private Conversation: Worried
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Sunday, June 8, 2014. It just came to my attention that I worry about a lot of things. I'm worried about a beautiful girl that's more than 3000 miles away from me because she's having an "eh" day. I'm worried about TWO pairs of a boy and girl who are perfect for each other but nothing's happening. I'm worried about being in a president position and having a whole class and department look up to me because I was selected to take on the role. I'm worried that they're worried about me. I'm worried that one ...
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Private Conversation: March 2015
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Wednesday, March 25, 2015. Plane Rides Are Not Nice. I hate plane rides and I hate being nice. You see, I've never liked plane rides. They take too long, there's not enough leg room, and apparently I sleep with my mouth open. I hate that so much. I hate being nice. I hate being nice because it's not worth it anymore. At least, that's what it feels like. I hate that I'm too good of friends with everybody. I hate that every single relationship I have practically goes nowhere. My best friend...I'm not passi...
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Private Conversation: February 2015
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Friday, February 27, 2015. How are you holding up? Are you all right? Everyone says that in a year or two this won't matter. But I dare you to tell that to everyone at Lone Peak right now. Every single time someone says some bullshit like that. I feel like the mad hatter. And I just want to take my fist and punch it right through the wall. People are taking my. Wrists and slitting them and. They will not refuse to take it all. To take every single happy memory I've ever had at this school. Because as a t...
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Private Conversation: January 2015
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Sunday, January 25, 2015. World Full Of Bad. What would happen if in. The blink of an eye you were gone. And there's nobody left to sing along. To your favorite song in the car. The one that you switch through. All the radio stations for. Because without that song. You're not happy listening so. And maybe you already have. Maybe you think your life. Would just be a passing fad. People would be sad but. They would get over it. Someone told me "If you die I'll never be okay". And I still believe it. You kn...
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Private Conversation: I Promise
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Tuesday, June 2, 2015. Let me just say that this post was inspired by one of my closest friends. He doesn't read my blog, and he probably doesn't even know that it exists. But he's the reason I have happiness in my life now. He inspired me to write this post because of a song he wrote, which was a beautiful song that I'm keeping on my phone forever. Anyways, here goes. Do, and I can. I promise to take you on dates. I promise to cry at the end of Phantom. Every time. I promise to hold your hand in the car.
