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Tuesday, April 22, 2008

i miss you so much, hotdate):
i just found the quote from the day of the above photo:
"omg you're lying. you're so lying. even your food condemns you!"
july seems an awful long time away.
i miss the times of magnificent silliness (think waterbombs and towning without shoes), long talks by your pool, comfortable silences, and every little moment in between. even the sad ones. though we don't have many of those, i think.
i know school's busy, and i hope you haven't been driven mad(der) yet.
even if you have, I LOVE YOU.
remember the graphic representation of The Place You Hold In My Heart in the book i gave you? i hope you know that still holds. and always will(:
<3