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#The Young Turks - Live Show 6pm-8pm DST 12.23.15
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Wednesday, December 23, 2015
I kept crying until I fell asleep. When I woke up, I couldn’t stop crying again. I miss him soooooooooooo dearly, it honestly hurts soooooooooo badly. I went to see if it was a battery problem that my phone has, and unfortunately for me, a new battery would not work. I will not give up trying to fix my phone for the pictures. I will do everything and anything I can to get them back. Even though I know I’m given up on already, I will never, ever, give up on us. I just hope he’s happy, smiling, staying safe, and warm, as always. I honestly, seriously, love him and miss him more than words can even describe... :’(
@xfreyaaa:ME ASKING LOUIS TO FOLLOW US AND GIVING HIM OUR TWITTERS
(and asking how Chicago was)
It's literally 5 in the morning and I'm wide awake what is going on
I think my favorite thing about myself is that there's no label that can encompass all of me. Sometimes I want to wear all dark colors, wing my eyeliner and wear red lipstick but I'll come home to my room covered in pop punk wall flags and star wars and band posters. I'll throw on a tie dye t-shirt and ninja turtle pajama pants and watch cartoons. I'm introverted but friendly. I have bursts of excitement and times where I can talk for hours to a group of people but I still can't present a project in front of a class without stuttering. I love myself, and I'm confident. But sometimes I grab the extras around my abdomen and wish it were different. I love looking at sunflowers and talk about conserving earth and animals lives and I haven't eaten meat since may but I still get excited when I see abound concert for a hardcore band. I'm passionate about school, and will work my ass off and set such high standards for myself but I still set my math homework aside. I go to the bookstore with 20 books in my hands, and I'll sit down in the middle of the hallway and read the intro to each, but most of them wait on my shelf waiting for me to fall in love with them again. I love to love and have fallen in love with being in love but I have a realist side that gets ahold of the best of me sometimes. I'm happy, and some nights and lay in bed and smile at all the beautiful aspects of life but that doesn't take away the times where audible sobs escape my mouth. I am me. And there's no one else I would rather be.
12/23/15
jhw, i'm sorry i'm sorry i missed you again alas i am so very tired, so very sorry. i love you so sharp my ears ring. you keep lifting me up. sh
I spent 7 hours in the Peds ED today and had to reassure and promise 5 kids that Santa does, in fact, visit the hospital. I swear I can make it through the gruesome and usually the heart-wrenchers, but you stick me with some scared kids who don’t want to spend Christmas in the hospital, and I can’t help but cry. On the other hand, every kid we got to discharge home felt like a victory, even more so than usual. It was a good day.