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‘We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.’
Today I was reading different poem books and I came across this quote. It made me think of someone very close to me. Someone I’ll always love even though no one understands. I miss them, every day, every second, every other moment of my life. Why does loving someone have to be so hard.
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It’s one of those ” Sit in the house with the windows open drinking tea && relax” kind of days.
Where you listen to nothing but Indie && hope for something good.
I slacked mucho on this one.
Day Fifteen : Write about the best gift you’ve ever received.
It’s between two. My birthday present last year was my Nikon and for Christmas in high school I got my macbook.
Day Sixteen : Write another poem about weather.
I hate poems. V_V New Jersey’s cool, but I hate this damn snow.
Day Seventeen : Post your favorite gift
Day Eighteen : Your plans for tomorrow.
School. School. Oh School. Try to make my damn photography teacher to like me and come home and socialize my bird.
Day Nineteen : Write about something you fear.
Okay this one I can do, because people don’t understand my fears. Since I was five I’ve been deathly afraid of butterflies. Even a picture of a real one makes me cringe. If you were a child during the 90s you probably remember having those perfumes that smelled like candy and stuff. Well my aunt one day put that on me and brought me into a butterfly room, to which all the butterflies swarmed me. And they’ve creeped me out ever since.
Day Twenty : What did you eat for dinner last night.
Pizza
Day Twenty-one : Your favorite thing to drink
Lol Mimosas, Iced tea and anything with coffee :]
Day Twenty-two : How you take your coffee/tea.
Light and sweet
30: What do you imagine your life like at age fifty?
At 50, I’m probably going to be an asshole in life lol
29: Do you wish for anything at 11:11? If so, what do you wish for? Has anything ever come true?
When I remember I do. I wish for everything in my life to be something I understand. No.
Day Fourteen : What did you do on Valentine’s Day
I made dinner for my parents. Ate chocolate they and my brother gave me. Oh and drank Mimosa’s watching old episodes of The Nanny && Sex and the City.
Yeah I have an awesome life.
Day Thirteen : Write about what you believe in. God, yourself, etc.
I believe in myself. I feel like I don’t need someone or something that is like the adult version of Santa to live my life.
