Humility is clearing your old bedroom of shit that has been collecting dust since 8th grade.
I went to bed really late last night, not because of DST but because I was compulsively reading through all of these notes that had been hiding in the darkest corners of my old closet. Even though it has been 13 years for some of these, I still feel like it would be inappropriate to include quotes from some of them.
But balls to appropriate! Enjoy.
SPOILERS! (Click to view)
hey hows it hangen Im sorry I yelled at you I Diddent mean to I was Being a (scribble) Bitch
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I hope your mom lets you come over this weekend or tonight or whatever. my math teacher is such a Bitch I cant stand her she's a stupid fuck (scribble) well I got to go
I'm really confused by you cause for awhile it seemed like we had something for awhile but then its has seemed to have died. & Im really caurious to what happened cause I really like you. English sux Anyways LaLaLa my mom took me to the mall...
I miss you terrably. I can't shake this horrible feeling that I am losing you. And it hurts so much. But you will get to hear me whine about all of this in the e-mail I sent you. It seems like all I ever do is whine. Do you want to help me on a children's book that I have to write for English. You are more creative, and a better writer than me. I always miss you the most in Media class, which is probably why I always write you notes from here. But I don't have anyone to talk to in here, no friends. So of course the lonliness takes over again, and with it the longing for you. That always seems to be attached to the feeling of lonliness. [goes on in this vein for 4 pages]
oh, and the ever-classy:
your mom _Better_ let you come over on your BirthDay cause if she Dose Im gonna fuck you wether my mom is here or not that is if you want to or Whatever
That is about as much as I can stand.
