Sometimes I'm absent to the love in front of my face, because I forget to let myself appreciate it. So many of you mean the world to me, I love you all, my world is a little better with you in it, Merry Christmas friends.
I love when you continue to be a huge piece of shit instead of just talking to me. Like, wow so much of this would be easier if you just asked me about it.
Life's rapid changes and big upheavals will always be contradicted by the unchanged physical views from childhood. Looking around, it's like it hasn't been almost 10 since I was here.