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Eighty six four hundred seconds

Gotta tell them that we love them while we've got the chance to say,

I, am standing up.

; Saturday, March 5, 2011


And I want you to know, that doesn't matter. Where we take this road, someone's gotta go. And I want you to know, you couldn't have loved me better. But I want you to move one, so I'm already gone.
-Kelly Clarkson, Already Gone.

"And if she's upset, hug her 'till it's ok."

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You know, sometimes I just believe in fairytales too much for my own good. All of those bull crap happily ever afters, I love yous and you love mes, they are just too good to be true. Really. Too perfect. That it's so 'wow. Ouch. Damn.'. I won't if Disney every realizes that when things get too perfect, or has reached the peak of perfection, that the stone would start to fall? And that the higher the peak is, the faster, the harder the stone would fall? But I guess that's fairytales. They only show the good parts. The bad parts? They are just up to our imagination. :)