I'm doing 9 things
i think im actually in love with my best friend. its like a sharp impact on the side of the head. i realize every time she talks about a guy she finds attractive, the air leaves my lungs without them contracting. i can say anything to her, her very presence allows me to think clearly enough to ask her the deepest thoughts i possess. if i can ask what she thinks about something personal, if i can pose a question about my most sincere insecurity, then why is saying “i love you” so hard? she’s unlike anyone i’ve ever known, but does SHE know that?
precatiovotum's Life List
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1. write a play
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2. Get the hell out of this town
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3. learn to be happy
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4. go on a long trip
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5. find my niche
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6. forget the past
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7. belong to something
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8. write more music
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9. Write a play and have it produced
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How I did it
It made me
chill the heck out 
How I did it: i learned how to ride while my girlfriend and best friend were in africa. my father thought it would make me feel better to do something, so he taught me how to ride his honda shadow. immediately i started saving for my own bike. over the next year a rode his bike around my neighborhood, back and forth to school some days when he took his truck and right after buying my bike i took a course over the weekend and had my license the followin… Read how I did it…
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in one month i’ll have whats hopefully a life changing experience, 2000 miles, 4 days of solitude, and 3 weeks of fight school will help me realize my goal of taking a long trip. after this i will have chalked up 3500 miles of traveling alone, proving to myself, if no one else, that i am independent.
i was born and raised in fort worth texas, i saw a gun in school for the first time at age 10. crime was outrageous, corruption was common, and seeing people die was a part of life. i still have dreams, like im stuck in a war zone… 20 months ago i moved, i packed my stuff and came to a little town on the border of oklahoma, despite being 1/30th the size, its no different, everyone is just as crooked. get me out of here.
