I worry about telling my loved ones that one day, I will die, and that " I Hope" that they will understand, that where I came from and where I!! have been!! isn't a Curse!
But a blessing...
I worry that they will cry...I hate cry babies...Please don't.
You know how i am : ) Life is hard get over it.
I miss when my brothers and I would play GoldenEye on Nintendo 64 all night.
I miss when Sam, and Eric, and I shared a room.
We would tell each other some of the most funnest stories of things that have happened in our lives, and after i think we all realized, it was okay laugh, because, maybe people aren't so different after all..
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