Some Postman Is Grooving to My Love Letter?
Tonight I did an incredible thing. Watched not one, but TWO of my most favoritest movies in the entire world. How the Grinch StolED Christmas followed by The Wizard of Oz. Both of them i've been watching for like, the last 17 years. I know a good 3/4 of the script of The Grinch by how...in fact, ashamed, cuz i should know more. =) And the you're a mean one mister grinch...bestest song EVER!...today. "The Grinch carved the roast BEAST AGAIN!" heh. And right, The Wizard of Oz. Makes me cry almost everytime when Judy Garland sings Somewhere Over the Rainbow. Mostly because that movie is memories of my mother...and she has memories of it with her mother. Geez, that is rediculous, but true.
I started a totally good book tonight. Amazing, not that a book is actually good, just that my opinion of it is such. It's called Frost. Makes me think even. Crazy.
I can't believe he's really moving. I'm far away and it still makes me want to cry. It's too rash, like the first time i tried to just up and go. Course at least he bothered to quit his job by then...i'm not sure i did. I really dont remember though.
I'm still jobless and i'm stressed, but not to a terrible extent. Give it two weeks and you know it, but eh...i kno i'm taken care of either way. Just so damn worried about my trip. Eh, it HAS to work out...somehow...=/ worry.
We're going to my Nana's tomorrow for Lunch. I have to get up at 10...and i'm going to die. 5 hrs of sleep more than likely...yay! ugh.
I found it ironic last night when you mentioned how you sometimes dont feel good enough. I feel that myself too sometimes, but only for you. More than i'd tell you about even...
But for you to feel it...shocking even. You're nothing but understanding whenever i go on my crazy rants. That's more than i've ever gotten from anyone, but more than i could ask for too. I couldn't even begin to tell you enough times how amazing you are baby.
I cannot think of anymore music to get right now...I'm SO uncool.
<3
*I Love You*
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I love you. I'll fight for you, I fight for anyone I care about, but for you I'd fight hard. Understanding is something I didn't have a lot of in my early relationships and I suppose I've grown to know the necessity. But we're talking about it now so you know what I've said.
Him leaving is killing me because it reminds me of you being gone and it makes me feel more alone.
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