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Tuesday, 22 July 2008

you have 1001 messages!

i am so so sick of my phone and the message space that comes with it. literally after 80 messages within the inbox i am informed by my phones alert system that i have too many people messaging me. it's almost like a parent telling you you're seeing too many people in a space of a weekend. in my opinion i don't think there is such thing as having too many people in your life. i see it as a positive. so as for my message bank, it can get fucked. i will show motorola and buy myself a new phone with a much larger message space which likes me having lots of friends to talk to.

speaking of.. lately i have had a few encounters with some friends from the past. very interesting friends. one i have definately missed and i will always miss. he is the only boy who's watched me grow from what i considered myself (a developing mess) into a mess and out. and now seeing me as what he once was when we first loved me. it was all a very interesting process and still is. whenever something is bad to happen in our lives we always seem to come back to eachother, no matter how bad the situation is we are still about to relate to one another. the closest thing i think i have had to love. not technically saying that it was the kind of lovey dovey, first love bullshit, i think it's the kind of love for someone where i could never let go because we have given and taken so much from eachother. we both know how impossible it is to get rid of one another. but we both know how easy it is to get eachother back into our lives. as strange as it sounds, this whole "discovering" myself shit has really payed off in the end to have been in my face the whole time. i really can move on because, quite frankly he's been there the whole time. i know i have alot to pave down about how we really fit together, but i know we could work it out if we really had to. fallon knows what i mean. though on a certain level, everyone is different. everyone is alone in this fight for a recollection of thought.

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