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And I'll borrow words from all my favorite paragraphs
To write about all of these faded things
We hope would mean the most to me
And each line is sent i have found a new pages of hope for the days when i feel like I've lost

Everything.


Wow, okay. It's summer already. (Although it's been hot since like January), but i'm over that bit of it. Like everyone's used to the weather and here, and probably like everyone around here has something to do. Well, maybe not me so much..

I find things easier, if i'm distracted. Or if i have something else to think about (lamely). I really hope that summer doesn't go by slowly. That would practically kill me. My mom plans on keeping me busy, so maybe that'd work out some how / some way. It's amazing how much people mean to you, but most of the time you don't even realize it. Realization does alot, doesn't it? I wonder if that's even a word.

re·al·i·za·tion
n.

1. The act of realizing or the condition of being realized.
2. The result of realizing.

Well apparently it is. That's cool...