dreaming about providence
and whether mice or men have second tries,
maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open,
maybe we're bent and broken, broken.

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there was a baby cockroach that came in through the window.
freaked me out so i ran to the pantry where bladders was.

me: bladders!!! there is a cockroach in my room!
bladders: so???

and so gertrude caught it for me. there was this whole hoo-haa cos bladders being as annoying as he usually is just stood outside my door and laughed at me. i had to physically push him out, tug at his shirt, use whatever is left of my skinny body to push him out of my room cos that idiot was going on and on about how cockroaches love to eat the hair and fingernails of girls.
of cos that pig is too big for me to push so i ended up bumping into everything around me.
of cos, gertrude saved the day. what would i do without her(:

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i've been thinking.
there isnt really any reason why things are like that.
they just are.
surprisingly i'm not that affected.
because deep down inside i kind of knew we'd only be close friends for that period of time; i kind of knew you wouldn't always be there.
i do miss the endless phone calls, but if things are going to be like that, then i guess no more phone calls anymore.
anyhow, i'll always treasure the times when i could tell you just about anything and all. of cos, for being there when i struggled so much, you're really such a blessing from Him(: take care friend, and i guess in a way, goodbye.

♥ fancy pink
in vintage.