to write something... something worthwhile, pretty much a masterpiece of the written language
to evoke things which are hard to express...
I can finally say I wrote one of these, yesterday.
From that, I started to think about all the people that have influenced me..
in order to accomplish such a thing.
You would never know who is actually a friend or just some other body moving around with you,
until push comes to shove...
We all go through a lot of things, some amazing feelings which we want to share with everyone,
and the ones pushed back into the back of the closet and into the shadows.
But then again, pushing things aside doesnt make them go away,
and we all have to get ready for the vicious cycle that happens until we get up
and face them.
This is the time when... you as an individual feel as though the world is going to crash down
and start to push people away... and more or less become a hermit of despair and slave to your
downward emotions...
The little light that comes from the person who gets your dumb ass out of bed... is probably
a good sign that a true friend is there...
When push comes to shove, they push back..and hit you up side the head...
These friends keep you strong.
They tear for you. Almost start crying while they are driving. (iloveyou for that btw)
They sit and wait for you before class while youre at practice so you can take a 3 hour computer science class.

They cancel plans because they know youve lied that youre not heart broken.
They call you at 12am... just to say they are taking a dump and doesnt want to be lonely.
They spend two weeks of their lives living in a hotel room with you.. and doesnt let you sleep for the two weeks.. because they want spend as much time with you as possible.
They sit in central park with you, and people watch. just because life is more amazing to sit back and watch it unravel.
They sit eating breakfast with you before school starts (8am)...and cause you to go in at 11am...
They call you to watch the sunrise because they have insomnia and have given up going to sleep.
They will sit in a bookstore with you for hours... just for shits and giggles and broke
They call you while waiting for the bus..because they need to get back to their dorm rooms..
and you need to catch up on life
These memories are amazing.
The little things in life might not be worthwhile at that moment in time
but once built up over time, can give you the tools to help
induce an epiphany... and pretty much create something so beautiful.
i can also say that im lucky for having so many influential people in my life
iloveyou all

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