Monday, August 4, 2008

You Can Breathe.

"Well you're stuck with this STD."
"I'm more than happy to have this STD!"
"Well good but just a warning I tend to itch."

I'm during with a really hard rough patch right now. It's hard fighting with an old friend even if they have abused you for years. But I'm sitting down anymore, Del wouldn't want that.

"She takes everything from me....I'm afraid she will take you guys from me too."
"Well I can swear she will NEVER be able to take me away from you...ever! And I'm positive Del feels the exact same way."

Please God, don't let me lose them. I can't stand to be happy without them. I need to feel whole. I need to feel safe. I need their love more than I need air.

"I just want to lay under the stars and forget everything. Then run into Del's arms and feel safe."
"Well I'm sure the Musketeers can have that arranged. :)"

I know he wants me to stand on my own. I know I can...but this would be a lot easier with him close by. Just a smile, all I need is a smile.

"Whats this picture?"
"Oh Del sent it to me after he got his haircut because I just had to see it. He sent it at like 3 in the morning."
I never knew he only sent it to me. Hehe. I kinda love that picture. My favorite boy, my favorite basement, my favorite hat, and lastly my favorite smile. Could you ask for a better picture.

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