Tuesday, September 7, 2010

"When the going gets rough, suck your brother's tit!"

Oh, you're a silly goose. Yes you are. And guess what? I love you.

I love talking to you for hours because you just say the most insightful things. Then we have our hour of silence and then a good hour of screaming and being creeps. Jeez. We're so balanced.

Balance. That's what i'm looking for in this age. And you seem to give it to me. I love you. Gah. I'm tired.

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I'm complicated, at most. I don't always know what I want, nor know exactly what to say. I know who I am, and am confident in who I am; for the most part. I wish to grow stronger, be better, bigger, and wiser. Hopefully one day I will be.