That of all things, I have yet to cease breathing.
Still breathing. Still eating. Still dreaming.
Oh but most of all I am still loving.
And loved.
Over a year now, and I have never felt so loved. So adored. And so completely reciprocal to these feelings.
Happy Updates:
I live in California.
I work at the most amazing company ever.
I am still madly in love with Megan.
(More miraculously, she stills loves me)
I am drinking Coke Zero and watching excellent old movies.
The ultimate s'more has been created, by me.
Next, I will be creating the best sandcastle ever.... that I possibly can

Sad Updates:
I have not written anything in far too long.
I am hungry. (Mac and cheese on the way)
How are all of you?
Old friends? Loved ones?
Tell me stories.
Say hello. No matter how long it's been since we've spoken. I miss you all.
I'm going to attempt to write something very soon.
To grind away the rust in my brain and shake off the dust caught between my fingers.
Hopefully it will be better than that.

Megan says hi.
She misses you too.
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This is the moment, say no more
You found me here today
On the coldest winter night
This moment is our right*~
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Icon by =AlchemyOtaku17
the amount of talent you have between you isnt easy to find these days you know...(do tell megan the same hm? i'd write to her as well but hat would seem redundant no? XD)
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you just lost the game >:}
P.S. (You and Megan have dropped off the face of the planet. What gives?)
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#theWrittenRevolution
If I lay here, if I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?
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" ...he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire."
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~Hi!
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Usagi X Misaki FTW! Takano X Onodera FTW!
---------- Respect me, I respect you...okidokes
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/join #DirtyMouth
'So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.'
-- Alfred Lord Tennyson
The hardship{wreck}s and the {buried}treasures are lovers, so accept them both as equally as you will!
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i am goth. i dont care
Now I'm forced to listen to the crap people write for my poetic meter and form class--and their stuff is almost as bad as mine! They, however, actually wear black berets--and I, at least, haven't stooped to quite that level of pretension and cliché.