Off to Walmart. Then renting a movie and with my cosin and Kk tonight it’s storming. I miss Jamie. I wish she was around tonght I wish she was still my bestfriend it’s one of those nights were I’d just call et and we’d talk forever about everything and anything and nothing at all. And I’d say I’d have to go and she’d make me stay on the phone longer I really miss her lately but nothing I say I think can make her come back. I’m not sure what to do. I wish she could see how much I miss et and love her . But how do you tell your bestfriend you screwed up. And want her back. Ugh. My life of course.
In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.
Buddha (via erosboros)
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You can’t go on like you’re going to start really living one day, like all this is some preamble to some great life that’s going to magically appear. I’m a firm believer that you have to create your own miracles. Don’t hold out that there’s something better waiting on the other side. It doesn’t work that way.
Perry Moore (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
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