"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Monday, March 2, 2009

So when I was younger, I realized that when I gave my friends things, or invited them to concerts with me, that they would like me more, even for a little bit. This gave me the idea that friends only like you when you give them something, and although I'm being used(and I know it) I don't care because I have a friend.
Even for a little while...

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