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the things that come out of my mouth…

-people could be sad when someone goes, but they shouldn’t they should be happy about the time they had with that person, and what they did during those happy times with them, death should be a celebration of life, not the solitude of death

-the mouth is where you speak from, its the exit of what your heart thinks, there for it has the most meaning of the parts of the body

Seth: I’m getting a new car

Amber: so am i

Seth: i’m getting a ’06 mazda 3

Seth: what are you getting

Amber: 99 Suzuki Esteem

Seth: they named a car after something people should have?

Amber: yes

Amber: I gave myself esteem

Amber: lol

Seth: i’m comming out with a goth line then, called depression, despair, and imprisonment, in 3 colors, virgin white, blood red, and dungeon black

Amber: HAHAHAHAHAHAH

today is a sad day, one of the girls whom i go out drinking with, and that i consider her my friend, Lauren, her roommate passed away this after noon. now i’ve only met Alista a couple times, and only chatted with her for a short while the first time. to me she was a happy person looking forward to finshing up her mathematics degree and if i recall becoming a teacher after that. she was the same age as me as well i belive. it just sucks how someones life can just be over with out any warning.

so laruen, my heart goes out to you, and a big hug, to try to help you threw this.

in other news, when you think you are over someone, and you know that you are over that person that you once had feelings for, you see something and that brings them up all over again. not so much the feelings for her i had before, but the feeling of being wanted like she was to him, knowing that “there is that special someone”, the anticipation of seeing them once again…

… i’d like to have that